cigarettes burning
stomach churning
menthol air
spark a flare
crisp night
bout to light
square pack
never go back

your leftover scent on my bed
reminds me of good things
but its a cruel punishment
to sleep alone, cold
drowning in thoughts ((memories too)) )

I'D LIKE TO WRITE YOU INTO MY FAVORITE POEM AND PAINT YOU ONTO MY MOST BEAUTIFUL CANVAS
FOR YOUR WORDS WRITE ME SONGS AND YOUR LOOKS DESERVE SILVER FRAMES
YOUR LIPS ARE A MUSEUM IN A CITY NEAR YOUR GLOSSY EYES
HOLDING HANDS BRINGS WARMTH TO THE BREEZY SUMMER DAYS
YOU MAKE ME MORE THAN HAPPY AND I LOOK FORWARD TO DISCOVERING THE ART THAT YOU'VE HIDDEN WITHIN YOUR SOUL

Sometimes my scars still burn
Sometimes tears still flow sometimes you still cross my mind
Lots of times Im still lonely
Though now I'm not alone
I remember my pain
I remember you
I remember the darkness
It might just be coming back

It's 11:11
I wish for you
I wish for happiness
I wish for your arms
I also wish for you to love me
You to kiss me
You to fall asleep next to me
I wish I could return your compliments
Return the love
I wish you knew you deserved better but more than that I wish you'll never leave
I need you yknow
I wish I wasn't this exausted
I wish it wasn't getting sucky again, like before
11:12