Today I saw pity.
Pity in eyes fixed right on me.

The girl that never knew love.
And the oh so perfect, He.

Today I guess was my judgement.
Patient fingers tap awaiting for my repent.
But to Him, I had none...
I feel it's been time well spent.

Little dove are you hurting?
Are you all torn up inside?
This love you keep trying to feel;
Where oh where could it hide?

The tides are changing quickly.
I see you becoming bored.
Every jagged knife stab...
When will a Prince come end it with his sword?

Empty hearts poor out sorrow.
Cracked hearts set the room a flood.
Having both just makes you hollow...
The water runs red with your blood.

Misery loves company.
But look, you're all alone.
Look at how you make them smile,
While your fragile heart turns into stone.

December is a cold month.
So cold.
So incomplete.

A time when nature dies,
Along with parts of me.

December is a month of dreary days.
Lit up with lights to mask the pain.

Holiday spirit.
Just an excuse to drink.

Food, family, friends.
It's all just more fuel to think.

I grew up to understand the Grinch.
Whose heart became so small.

And although these lights do warm me,
I want to crush them all.

December is a month of lies and of deceit.
It's not at all about spirit, rather a receipt.

I'd prefer sit alone.
A fireplace and a book.

Than sit along beside others, to have my heart led astray by some crook.

I think I'm cursed.
Like my mom... I guess it's true.
The way I get lost in all of you.

You seek me out.
The mystery that is me.
My strange coloured eyes.
And the slight curve of my body.

You somehow like the way I look.
But when I speak,
That's the true hook.

You fall for my image.
This broken little girl.
How she seems so miserable,
But makes your heart twirl.

Leads you on adventure.
Makes you misbehave.
You question your morality.
Yet feel more alive than you ever have.

I bring this beautiful destruction to all that fall too close.
They fall in love with nothing.

I can't be held on to.
And no one really wants to.

The only thing that I can promise,
Is an utterly tragic end.

It gets easier,
Waking up in the morning.
When the thought of you isn't the first thing in my mind.

When work and life become too busy,
I can't think of you because I need to unwind.

It gets easier,
Hearing your name everywhere that I go.
Because for some crazy reason,
Everyone, everywhere,
You know.

It gets easier,
Looking at others someway.
He is cute and kind.
But there are some things I just can't find.

Seeing your face and thinking,
How precious it is to behold.
Some days it's easier,
The others I don't know how much my heart can hold.

But that's the thing with liking you,
A reason that I always knew,
That we can never be,
You and I.

It's gotten easier,
Because I no longer cry.

But still when I think of your hair and lips,
I wish they were under my finger tips.

And I crave once again to see you some place.
Maybe it will get easier,
To stop my heart before it begins to race.

I can't wash the smell of you off of my body.
I can't rid your touch from my hair.
The way your tongue wraps around mine,
About everything else... I just don't care.

The feeling of your face won't escape my finger tips.
Your eyes staring into mine...
Some sadness behind them still.
I want to hold you until they shine bright again.

You touch my collar bones.
I hold your hand.
We hardly talk.
We communicate through bands.

I see the images her all around your place.
But I forget it all when you look into my face.
"Let's go to bed."
That's fine with me.
We can pretend we don't cause each other misery.

When you hold me in your lap.
Regardless of who sees.
Is it alcohol or loneliness that fuels this need?

I can't escape your touch.
I can't forget the sound of your breath.
I can't wash away the scent of you.
I can't dismiss your touch.

Do I love you so much?
Or is it all about  a chase.
A love I'll never have...
I guess it has an exotic taste.

Hey you.
My favourite you.
You're forcing my words again.

I told you the other day...
We cannot be friends.

I told you I love you.
I told you that you are strong.
I told you that you're the reason,
I've been able to fight this long.

And now you hover closely.
Using social media at it's best.
But before you didn't care.

Are you wondering...
What will life be like without me there?

But it's not love.
I know that's not what you feel.
Loss is rather strong...

Soon you can forget me.
Like I wish I could forget you...

When you cover up your sadness in her hair.
When you confess your worries in her ear.
When you press your lonely lips to random girls.

I'll wish I could take care of you.

You...
You are the best thing that could have happened to me.

Though your love may have my heart on lock,
You inspired me to be free.