Please don't slurp your coffee loudly
Spit splats over the table
Snot rags scatter along the floor
Crickets crunch under our toes
Its hard to believe this is the life we chose
It's hard to believe
That me
Was once we

Your thoughts will destroy you if you let them
Watch them wash away all happiness through a river
Better yet a flood
Sinking
Swimming
Drowning
Dying
I'm dying
But all you see is you

I hear the alarm
It's same tune chiming loudly like a preset radio from a love sick sucker
Drowning in liquor
Talking quicker than his thoughts can arrange
And I think to myself
Why do i bother to wake up
Why do we say good morning when we really mean bad ?

Tongues are weapons
But actions are shields
I'm not hurt that you're upset
I don't feel bad for being brutally honest
Exploiting every feeling
Stabbing your front when you claim it was the back
I was only trying to help
But you mistook help for hell.
(I'm innocent)

Love is not being too realistic but not being too abstract
Love is far more the bow and less the arrow it's the ribbon on the present instead of the heart shaped box
Love is knowing when to give and appreciating more when you receive
Love is a single I miss you text at 2am
It's a million miles away thought
And a one thousand dreams in a minute
It's a deconstructed highway
In the middle of *** **** no where
Lost and out of gas
But romance needs no fuel
It doesn't need butane or a lighter
It doesn't spark when you light it
It just finds its own way
Straight through the heart

I don't see the sunset with the pink and purple hues blending together like cake batter before you lick the spoon I see castles millions of them spread out so far stars in the galaxy would be jealous of the distance ... distance yes distance something we need more of.. something I need more of... I am not some deep sea mermaid you can just use when ever you please or show me off like a trophy on your tv stand. I am more. So much more. Give me a chance to sink even if you know I can't swim. Please.

Patiently waiting for the text to come in
A ping to remind me I'm still dead from within
I look to the sky but no birds fly on by
It's empty it's grim
It reminds me of him
Bottled up anger can't be contained in a bottle
It explodes like a volcano
And soon no isn't ok though.