I can understand
That it might be strange
To write of green eyes and their depth
When really I know nothing of it
I was lost in golden eyes
And pretty smiles
Admiring your face when you didn't notice
I never really saw, did I?
Kind of ironic

maybe there's something wrong
with the way i miss you
by the feelings in my heart
and maybe there's something wrong with the way
i feel nothing
when i should feel so much
when i feel something other than this nothingness
that lurks like a monster in my chest
this out-of-place feeling
that haunts me in my head
hopefully
it doesn't keep going on like this

you know that i can't miss the way it was
because we never were
nothing can be used in that way
that grouping "we"
i could never say that about you
all i was to you
was nothingness
a friend you needed to comfort
when all the words didn't get to her head
i obviously couldn't say the same about you
you were so much more to me than you could ever think
all of the words you said
all the warmth i felt in your skin
resonated in my head for weeks
there was no "us"
but i keep talking about it as if there was

I've been dead for a while now
my body holding the crumpled black tar
leaking from my heart
my mind hides secrets
I never wanted to keep
never even wanted to hear in the first place
all of the lies people told
and others thought they were all true
maybe they're what killed me
the ache in my head
that can hurt me far too much
is a constant cacophony
someone is relentlessly playing
on a rusted trumpet of the apocalypse
I hope you know how much you hurt me
when you walked out that door
I hope it hurts you
to not even look back

I looked into those green eyes
and found warmth there
the potential that you might just care about me
as I cared for you
a looked into those green eyes
and found that they didn't flinch away
when they met these dull rocks in my skull
I looked into those green eyes
and hoped beyond hope
that they held the same emotion mine did
that same feeling
I felt for you
when you first met me

There is so much washing over me
Some good
Some bad
Some leaving scars all over my body
Like stretch marks clawing at my hips
There is too much there
My body has too much emotion
And not enough of anything else
My gasoline
Is now too much feeling
Like a phone getting hot when it had to much charge
Not explosion worthy
But **** close
There is just too
That's what I imagine
That's what I call this feeling
Too
Making more stretch marks
All around my head
A swelling and
And more scars around my heart
Clawing
As if what ever was hurting me
Was on the outside
It's just too
And that's all I know
Too much
Too little
Too bad
Too
Too much, then not enough
My breaths get deeper
Too deep
Seething, everything but my mind running my body
Too, that's all

Warm skin
Irregular heart beat
That's the trouble with smart watches,
Isn't it?
But I've been deprived of touch
For so so long
You feel...
Electric
Like all of your body is coursing with static
Each time we touch, a shock
Someday, your fingers will graze my forehead
When you sweep hair out of my eyes
And I'll smile, so will you
Then you'll shock me again
I've been away from warmth so long
That yours
Feels like standing next to the sun