You seem...okay.
While I'm here wondering what I did wrong and how I can fix this
You are okay.
It's been hard to get over you because I didn't know that we were over until a month past and you never called me back.
Was there anything i could of done to prevent this?

I close my eyes
I feel your embrace, from behind
-and whisper in my ear that frowns will wrinkle my pretty little face-
I feel your hands gliding towards my thighs
-and you tell me that you can read a lot in peoples eyes-
I feel your warm breath on my neck
-and then you kiss me on the back-
I feel my skin boiling and my body is tense.
-and you say I need to learn to relax-

...

I wake up, a stranger in my own body.
Just wanting to return home.

You didn't know that my notes were actually love letters
And no matter how sad I was, you knew how to make me feel better
That every picture I drew of you was me trying to impress
And it was so hard not to watch you undress
I didn't know that our drunk kisses meant nothing to you
That all the nights we spent cuddled up watching movies was just what friends do
I buried my feelings for you
Because I knew we could never make it
It took 5 years and a lot of tears for me to finally admit
That what I felt for you... was love.

You are a virus
There is no cure
The only way to get rid of you
Is with lots of rest and patience.

My thoughts come like lightning, without the storm.
They don't want to belong to this earth anymore.
But my body is frozen in fear
And I am burdened by obligations to stay strong.

I feel like I have no home.
I am just particles floating through the air
Trying to figure out where I belong.

Our relationship was like the part in a movie when two people run towards each other and the main character looks so unbelievably happy and they close their eyes and just as they are about to embrace the other veers right and jumps into the arms of another.

I feel like a brick building with graffiti on it
Special on the outside
But the inside is empty and the walls are solid.
I want to be an art gallery with a bright red door,
I want to lure people into my world and show them my organs
And let them take me for a spin.