Breathing is hard
when you're drowning in your own sadness
and you were a life saver
keeping me afloat from the pain
but I guess you didn't care to pull me back to shore
and my I'm slowly losing my grip

Everyday feels like Halloween
when you wear the mask of happiness

They say you are not the sum of your mistakes
but how can that be true, darling,
if all I am is a mistake

I am no Edgar Allen Poe
or Robert Frost
I cannot spin my feelings
into a beautiful poetic symphony for you
I can only be honest and true to what I think
I have always thought you were the most beautiful one in any room

I thought we were written in the stars
When in reality,
We were just scrawled messily in a bathroom stall

I wonder if there are so little stars in the night sky,
Because they decided to live inside your shining eyes.