i would spend my life
watching beautiful
sunsets with you ;

even listening to songs
at 3 am in the morning
doesn't help me forget you ;

I'm rare to find
but easy to lose

I'm hard to read
if I'm the one you choose ;

its surprising that my heart

is being be crushed,
crumpled,
broken,
torn and tortured
and burnt to ashes
inevitably

and it still beats ;

let the pain and hurt
overtake everything
until you are left alone with
the numbness ;

my thoughts are
wandering between
my deadly dreams and
beautiful nightmares ;

he had himself
permanently
etched in her
memory

no matter what,
no time,
no hate
would erase
the part of him
that he left behind
in her mind ;

to the old crinkled paper,

i wish i could pour out
all of the bottled up feelings,
my messed up emotions and
my sinful thoughts to you ;

love,
the bleeding pen

long
lonely
hours
of
heart
breaking ;

i think the distance
we have,still
keeps us together ;

i don't know if i'am the only one
who ends up broken and sad
after anything happens

i don't know if i'am the only one
who stays up crying all night
and struggling to put on a smile in the morning

i don't know if i'am the only one
who overthinks things
and messes the wild thoughts running in my head

i don't know if i'am the only one
who ends up feeling used and
drained of all love that one can give

i don't know if i'am the only one
with a broken heart which is still beating
to be broken by someone someday

i don't know if i'am the only one ;

everytime i visit you
i feel homesick ;

i just have a little hope
that i meant something to you
even though i know
i don't want to be a fool

dear best friend,
    i miss you

love,
ex best friend