I want to get to know the 1am you

When we're planning to stay up til 2
When we're talking about tomorrow's dues

I want to get to know the 2am you

When we said we'd only be up til 2,
But we felt that the time wasn't enough

I want to get to know the 3am you

Because you already know mine
You know I hate this time
So we stay up one more time

I want to get to know the 4am you

When I'm all out bold
Secrets out
No holds barred
When I hate 3 you'll know how much I love 4
Because for me 4am is the light at the end of a dark tunnel
And I don't want to waste my time

I want to know you til 4.

It's like drinking hot coffe without blowing off the steam
It's like diving without the full knowledge of how to properly dive in water
It's like running continuously without bringing your water bottle

You know it's hot, but you love to enjoy it. You love that first taste. You love that sting
You know it's gonna hurt when you hit the water, probably will leave a mark, but you jumo anyway. Because you love the feeling of falling. You don't think about the hurt at the end. You just jump
You know when you stop you'll be out of breath,
You feel like dying.

That's what love feels like.

Love someone
who will lend you books
when you’re sad

someone who will drive you home
while holding your hand

someone who will bring you to concerts
of your favorite bands

and someone who’ll make you laugh
when you’re acting bland

―a.t.

Some days I feel the pain more than others.

Some days I can't cope at all.

But I'm getting better at pretending.

I throw up
Often
I throw up
To empty it
I throw up
To feel new
I throw up
To feel a little less heavy
And be a little more weightless

I throw up my emotions
To look fine
I throw up words on paper
To lose weight

I throw up all the time I feel like throwing up
Because if I don't
I will fall apart
Little by little
And you will wonder

And say 'But she looked so fine, so happy, so carefree'
But you skipped the fault in that statement
'Looked'
She 'looked'
Can you ever say 'She felt?'
Because that's the problem
You look, and that's enough proof
You don't see past
You don't dare feel
You don't understand
                  
                                   ­         (M.G)