He was all the right things.
At exactly the wrong time.
There was nothing I could say,
No way to make him mine.
So I let him go.

I am starting to care.

Oh god please make it stop!

I think I might dare.

No no no not again

I just want to love, and be loved

Why these desires

I second guess every thought.

And you **** well should!

But...

Oh here we go

I thought...

Don't think just stop it!

That maybe...

Facepalm


You would dare to take a chance.

Oh great

On a broken heart like me.

Mhm

That you would want to get to know,

Don't do it!

The girl who used to smile :)

Those days are gone you idiot!

You don't need to become my happiness

Seriously loser?

Just share it with me <3

So cliche

But please, please

Oh great begging

Please, don't break my heart

Here it comes

Because if you do,

If? When you mean.

There will be nothing left

You got that right

Ever again.

Oh the depravity

My conscience

Heyo

Tell me no, just stop and let go

I am right!

But...

What the heck!

I need you :/

No you don't!

To remind me I'm alive

Not for long!

In the morning and the night

Blah blah blah

You will be my light

Oh how sweet

I believe you are worth the risk

No he isn't!

And the pain

You idiot!

And the tears

Oh cry me a river

Because love isn't a risk

Wah?

It's a liability

I fell in love with the mornings
and waking up to breakfasts in bed
drinking coffee only you would know how to make

I fell in love with noon
and the lunches we had together
talking about the latest news over takeout

I fell in love with the afternoons
and the times we spent reading on the couch
eating every word interrupted by coffee stains

I fell in love with the nights
and our stupid little adventures
driving aimlessly and getting lost on the highway

I fell in love with the midnights
and talking to you about anything and everything
watching you stare at my mouth listening to every word

I fell in love with the moments
and everything in between the beginning and the end
wishing I could still spend them with you

I fell in love with the sound of your voice
and the feel of your existence
but I am not in love with you.

My love for you is a different kind,
less explosive and hardened;
no longer plagued by ecstasy.

No romance, roses, or advances.

My love for you is a different kind,
not light-hearted, friendly, or smooth,
lacking tact, natural, or loose.

Not friendship, laughter, and chances.

My love for you is a different kind,
ostracized in form, yet firm, careful,
restless, persistant, and withdrawn.

Not lost, forgotten, or resentful.

My love for you is a different kind,
now,
and I don't know what to do.