Cry for good measures,
Breathe to feel stronger.
Know your worth,
Count your weaknesses.
Water down your plants,
Stick your head in the crowd.
Curse out your only support,
Beg to your only lover.
Live to attempt to die,
Don't say you ever wanted me.

You are the ground when its cold, you are what i've given but never told.
You are sleep on the floor, you are tears drowning for more.
You are strength when its gone, you are what I feel at dawn.
You are still when she moves, you are the one who she soothes.
You are the water as I bathe, you are not able to save.
You are beautiful when you die, you are the biggest, heaviest lie.
You are why I'm so torn up, you are never ending wine in my cup.

As I hold your finger close to my skin, I can hear you start to breathe. Your silent love, so cold and warm.
As I hope for your life, I brake. I fall. I choke. You kiss my back to cure me.
As I crawl back to you, I get lost. Tired. You stutter words and guide me out.
As I cry and think of you, I fit in between your shoulders. You tell me you never really wanted it.

You can't be by yourself, you can't be left alone. But know that you're fine. You're beautiful ******* body is fine. And in time you'll feel the infinity again. Hopefully with me.
I always tend to dream about you. We go to concerts. We learn how to breathe to feel something greater than we are. We study each other's bodies. You could call it fantasies but it's just a daily though process. I honestly don't know how to talk to you anymore. I see you suffer and I want to hold your hands. To guide you. You tell me it's not worth it. I just want you to overcome the pain. I'll just let go.

I've always wondered why you get so cold.
And how you can be so distant.
You make everyone here so angry and confused. Yet, you don't even try to fix yourself.
I though someday soon, you'd learn to love. And that you'd maybe even want me. Because you'd realize that I know how to love unconditionally and that you'd want that.
Everyday I have to deal with the burden of missing you. But you could care less about me and yourself.
When I see that handsome face, I can't help but to notice the burden in your eyes. It makes me treble. It makes my heart rupture. Because all those times when I needed safety and comfort, I had the desire to be with you. To love you. Maybe you'll want me around soon. I guess for now I'll just wait until you might learn to love me too.

im on a thin line between breaking us or breaking down. you are all ive ever dreamt of having. your words wrap around me when you cant do it yourself. and i never soul have thought that of all people, you could also make me feel so ******* hopeless and alone. maybe that's just what this feeling is. I've never wanted anyone else to be as happy or to be as safe more than you. and you just can't hear me. because you think that temporary feelings are more important. that im not as good as the **** you have to do on the weekends to help you feel less alone and weak. you never remember that on the nights you stayed home crying, i was the one to help you realize your existence. but yet here you are, still needing that feeling of closure and me always wondering how i could give you the same affect. and it ***** because i know you'll never pick me. and it ***** because I'll never win. and it ***** because I've cried more than laughed and im still here because you never left my head.

i don't know how to look at you without thinking about what you said earlier.
i think of us as an uneasy ride of too many tears and too many smiles.
you knew i wasn't good enough. why did you continue to tell me that my mind was the only thing that would keep your selfish body and conscience satisfied? but yet, in the end, i had to be the one to make things horrible and you blamed my ******* issues.
*******. ******* for being so attached. you're such a capricorn. i want to move on, but your smell still lingers in my sheets. how am i suppose to get the **** over you?
i wish i had better, healthier things to say. yet it's all hate. every thought i ever had for you. because as much as i desire to have you in my air, i can't. not because of you, not because it's your choice. it's because i need to wait.
and i'm sorry. i'm really sorry. i have so much emotions that just pour out and out. but they don't ever come to a conclusion. because in the end, as much as you call me yours, and make your feelings and love true to me, we're not healthy. and we're both better off dead before even thinking about being anywhere near or close to having a companionship together.