I asked you
What you thought
the worst way to die is
And you said
"Alone."
I should have told you
That being alone
And being lonely
Are very different things.

Beware the boys
With dyed blond hair
blue eyes
and beautiful music
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trust me darling
That handsome smirk
May have told you
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he wanted all of you
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But it turns out
He only meant your skin
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i adore cold weather.
But not for the fires,
Or the warmth of another person.
I find something beautiful about it,
And maybe even a bit lonely.
It reminds me of bittersweet loss,
And finding the strength to move on.

are so lovely.
Maybe that's why they remind me of you.

my heart aches when you touch me
and aches when you don't.

Hearts break
when people change
but feelings stay the same.

"you're quieter than usual lately."
"there's nothing to say."

This is what I would tell her if I could:

I promise to love you forever,
and even if everything around you crumbles,
I promise you,
I will never.

I love your flaws,
They do not define you.
I accept the scars you've made on your body,
but I despise anyone who tries to hurt you.

And god, you're beautiful.
You truly take my breath away.
I am your guard, I'll always protect you.

I'll embrace you during the bad,
I'll still hold you during the good.
I love every part of you,
And I would tell you if I could.

when the sunlight reaches through the trees to feel my skin
And the wind runs its fingers through my hair.
Because on a day like that
Is when we first met.
And even though you're gone,
and i now adore cold weather,
we'll always have our sunny days.

to feel your skin.
I want
to feel your kiss on my neck
on my cheek
on my lips.

a love this intense
one of the most sought after things
it’s in the way you look at me
the way i say your name

to love is to fear
everything you may lose
but if you don’t try
you’ll never know
what you might gain

your thumb, lifting up my chin
your gaze piercing me.
and for once,
i look at you too.
and that's all the confirmation you need
to press your lips to mine.

when you're at rock bottom
And you think
That there is nothing left
look up.

If
the
stars
could
speak
they
would
tell
you
how beautiful
you are.
after all,
while
you
gazed
at
their
beauty,
the
gazed
at
yours.

Grazing my fingers across your chest is my favorite hobby.

you're just a couple years older
but a couple is something we'll never be.

whispering words in the darkness of night under a soft red blanket,
I've never felt so alive at four in the morning.
staring at our ceilings miles away,
But still feeling like we're the only ones in the world at this moment.
i feel so close to someone so far
And yet i still can't bring myself
To admit i want you more than i can express.

Cry
all you want
but when you're done
make sure you never cry
for the same reason
ever again.

"my lips feel lonely."

-him, 3AM

i don’t say anything
when my mother presents
the off-brand mouth wash.
after all, dad’s payday did just get changed to Monday.
i didn’t say anything
when my clothes came from Walmart
this Christmas.
after all, we did just move
and there’s bills to pay.
i won’t say anything
when eventually my mother asks for money from my first paycheck
for the groceries.
after all, I am a vegetarian
and my food costs more.

it seems the side of you I've never seen before
Wants me the most

no strings attached
but puppets aren't their own masters.

If you ever have to think back
and wonder
''What if?''
Go back.

Every "what if,"
is an opportunity
Waiting to happen.

And darling, it's waiting for you.

you wonder why i barely look you in the eye.
It's because, if i do,
I know we'll end up entangled in each other again.
Because eyes can't hide the truth,
And the truth is,
I love you.

the way you used to look at her.

Heros don't wear capes,
Or masks.
They wear dog tags.
And i smiled to myself,
Because you didn't need to wear dogtags
To be my hero.
You already were.

When you look at me
Your eyes are dull.
they were once a vibrant, beautiful green.
But now they're faded and gone.