This is a story “For Those Who Have Heart” (A Day To Remember)
For “The Young And The Hopeless” (Good Charlotte)
This story will “Free Your Mind” (Anarbor)
It all began in a “Room On The 3rd Floor” (Mcfly)
We had “All That We Needed” (Plain White T’s)
And yet we were “Guaranteed To Disagree” (We Are The In Crowd)
“Oh No” (Ok Go)
It’s “Nothing Personal” (All Time Low)
But one of us was “Homesick” (A Day To Remember)
And the other had “Night Visions” (Imagine Dragons)
“Chasing Ghosts” (The Amity Affliction)
Til we “Collide With The Sky” (Pierce The Veil)
In a burst of “Red” (Taylor Swift)
You’ll always be “My Forever” (He Is We)
This is a story of “What Separates Me From You” (A Day To Remember)
And it’s going “Straight To DVD” (All Time Low)

i am lonely in a
body that has wasted
my skin to paper stretched
against collar bones and
my ribcage won't stop
trembling

i am isolated in a
body which hyperventilates
when it nears all things
sweet or salty or sour
or good because the weight
wrestling in the pit of my
stomach suffocates me

i am alone in a body
that aches for untouching,
unbruised skin and hair so
thick it'll never fall again but
it cannot give that to me any
longer because that would
mean i cannot be sick

i am in a body
that refuses to love me back

he told me every night to close the window
but I just wanted it open in case I needed someone to hear me scream

am I clinically depressed
or am I just crazy

chemically imbalanced
motivationally challenged
or am I just lazy

attention deficit disorder
hyperactive distracted
interactive media addiction

progressive techno optimist
idealistic unrealistic
future obsessive affliction

am I terminally indecisive
or am I just manic

in need of professional help
to just get over myself
or should I just panic

am I clinically depressed
or am I just crazy

I want you to text me drunk
want you to admit you still love me
want you to say my name
to say please
to say I'm sorry
to be you again

I want you to tell me about those nights
the ones when I would've settled for anyone
when I grabbed your hand
I want you to tell me how you remember it
want to hear you say how safe you felt
how right everything was
want to look into your eyes
because I could never bring myself to then

I want you to need me
to love me
to hurt me
to tell me you hate me
want you to want me until it hurts
until your heart explodes
until you start kicking yourself ******
because you know I will try to fix you
want you to be empty
to be sad
to be angry
to be forgotten
I want to be there
to be thoughts
to be longing
to be lust
to be dark living room
to be eighth beer
to be cigarette break
to be last time
to be last time
to be last time
to be I swear to god this is the last time

I want to destroy you from the inside out
want to be worse for you than the ******* in your veins
want to fill your lungs like tar
to burn your throat when you cough up my name
want your eyes to sting
your head to pulse the next morning like my heartbeat
your tongue to taste like mine

I want to be unhealthy
want to be bad habit
to be addiction
to be two weeks sober
to be relapse
to be six months sober
to be relapse
want you to come back
to crawl back
to beg
to cry
want you to feel every place I've ever touched you

I want you to realize what love is
want you to stop using the word lightly
want to get my heart's worth
want you to know what you signed up for
want you to understand what loving me means

Breathing in,
Exhaling smoke from my lungs
An elixir
A rhythmic motion to ease my mind
Euphoria on my tongue
A space in time,
Closing my eyes,
It's hard to define the same feeling
With any other action
A reaction
To you dealing out metaphors
Double meanings and fake lines.
Exhaling you out my mind
The cloud wraps around my head,
Settling in my hair,  
Like your scent on my sheets
Inhaling on repeat,
The memories burn slowly
Until they eventually fade out
And the smoke cloud can be seen through clearly.

**Until I light my next cigarette and your scent is the smoke and your face is burning at the end, yet I can't quit you or just put you out of your misery, it's too addicting.

I never really put much thought into love.
I figured it was something imaginary.
Parents say I love you.
But then they scream at each other behind slammed doors.
Boys tell you they love you to get in your pants.
Girls seem to love everything whether it's fluffy, pretty or just **** attractive.

I've never been one to believe in it all.
It never made much sense.
Always a meaningless word.
Signifying as little as four simple letters.

But then I met you.
And it may have been a sunny day.
And everyone may have been in high spirits.
But we walked.
And we talked.
And I think I felt our souls bounce off each other.
Like they were old friends reconnecting.
Catching up.
Yet you were totally new.

And two days.
Two days is all it took for my soul to understand that it found its long lost friend.
But then we were separated again.
And our souls are struggling to stay in touch.

But I feel deep down that you're not gonna be gone long.
We'll see each other again.
And we'll be Soulmates.
And I know for a fact I will run anywhere with you.

Because the feeling I get when I'm with you.
It's as if those four empty letters are full at last.
And they're full to capacity.
I know it's not lust.
I feel it in my soul.
This is love.