When you leave I'll cry myself a river and drown in it, I promise. Because never again will I build a bridge to cross it, they always burn...

I'm drawn to you...
Not like fish are to the sea, or fire is to the wick of a candle,
No, I am drawn to you like a moth is to the flame, like a viking is to a ****** war.
I am drawn to you, despite the danger because I know in my heart that is where I belong and where I need to be, even if it ends up killing me.

And one day you just woke up and forgot about us, forgot about the moments that stopped time for me, the moments where the dark thoughts stood silent. You ruined me, and one day I hope it will be effortless to hate you for it.

I want the last thing I see to be the stars, so I know my soul will finally be going somewhere beautiful.

And your brown eyes are still the brightest part of my future, even if they do not rest upon me but instead continue looking.

I'm so tired of fighting the demons in my head, but how long will it take before I realize you're controlling them.

I will not fall to my knees and beg for your attention, but I'll gladly get on them and show you some of mine.