Whenever you are in my eyesight,
Whenever you're near me,
Whenever you make an unexpected appearance in my dreams,
Whenever you say something stupid,
Whenever you laugh at my corny jokes,
Whenever you do something adorable,
Whenever you touch me,
Whenever you just smile at me,
Whenever you fawn over your crush,
Whenever you frown,
Whenever you cry,
Whenever you do anything,

My heart  *aches

to be in this moment forever,
with our legs intertwined,
our lips pressed together,
our hands everywhere and nowhere,
and my body on fire,
would surely be heaven itself

I still mark your birthday on my calendars,
I just don't have the courage to say happy birthday to you.

My heart is empty.
It once thrived but once it's residents no longer needed it,
My heart became deserted.
A few scars and remembrances of a time long gone still remain.
You would not find a single soul though.

My heart was used for what it was worth
And then abandoned.

not even words can describe
the mess you make of me
with just one glance
one smile
one laugh

I'm a little tired,
So I think I'm going to sleep.
I hope you understand that,
Sometimes it's hard to breathe,
When my thoughts race,
Trapped in my mind.
It's time to say goodnight.
Please don't forget.
That you mean everything.
I'm sorry. I'm no good,
With words but I love you.
Please don't forget that.

seeing you
is like watching
the sun rise;
painfully beautiful

You love not with your heart but with your soul.

you were a dream turned
into the startling reality
that shattered my heart

I don't think my heart
know how to beat to
anything but
the sound your name

my mind is a jukebox
playing music on repeat
for an audience of one
and for free
some days it's a new song
other days it's a commercial jingle
but
most days it's your laugh

Where do I even start?
You were the apple of my eye.
You were the Maka to my Crona.
Or in the words on non-otakus:
You were the light in a tunnel of darkness.

We had so many good years.
You got me out of my shell.
You were the only one who could calm me down.


You know I didn't even know I loved you until it was too late.
I was away when they gave those letters out.
When I read mine that said I didn't get in, I shrugged it off.
When I heard you got in, I felt stabbed.
I almost cried.

All of a sudden, you were gone.
Some part of me thought I deserved it.
For not being smart enough,
For not being good enough,
For not being  enough

What happened after is history.
History I don't feel like sharing,
'Cause it's ours.

You were my first love really.
I don't think I'll ever get over you,
And I don't think I ever really want to.

Everyday feels like Halloween
when you wear the mask of happiness

I want to know
How many scars you have
And memorize the shape of your tongue.
I want to climb the curve of your lower back
And count your vertebrae
Your ribs
Your fingers
Your goose bumps.
I want to chart the topography
Of your anatomy
And be fluent in your body language.
I want you, entirely.

if i said "i love you"
nearly as much
as i said "i'm sorry"
maybe we could've been something.

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

When you see them, you're heart will begin to pound harder and faster.
2. When you see them, you're hands will become sweaty and/or clammy.
3. With the bat of an eye or a suggestive word, you will blush...a lot.
4. You will put them above anyone or anything else. Even yourself.
5. You will not be able to resist the voice in your head telling you to pull your lips closer to theirs until they meet.
6. You will think that everything they do is either cute as **** or hot as hell.
7. With every contact of the skin, you will feel a spark that pulls you in further.
8. You will be able to lose yourself in any moment with them.
9. You won't be able to stop yourself from falling in love, deeper and deeper each day.
10. When they finally leave, your heart will feel as though it has been ripped out of your chest, thrown on the cold heart ground, stepped on, stabbed, shot, and burned to ashes until nothing can be risen from the ashes.

The fact of the matter is that
I love you in a way that
You do not.
I will sit here with my bouquet of roses
Waiting for you though,
Cause you still matter.

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

i hate that i can't control my emotions when it comes to you
i hate that the thought of you beings tears to my eyes
but still makes my heart beat faster
i hate that your smile makes everything else fade to gray
i hate that loving you is so much more painful than it should be

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

Please,
Don’t eat less, eat right
Don’t hold it in, it’s okay to cry
Don’t hurt yourself, there is always an alternative
Don’t shut yourself away, speak up
Don’t be your own bully, be your own hero
Don’t give up, because you’re worth so much more than you think

I don't need you to love me for the rest of your life,
Just love me for the rest of mine.

I have nothing to say anymore.
I refuse to dwell on what could've happened
And what did happen.
But now I have nothing to look forward to.

My days have become a routine, a chore.
Most days I wish to do nothing more then just lay in bed and sulk.
The things I used to love to do,
No longer do so.

I'm tired.
A kind of tired that can't be fixed by sleep.

The only sound heard is the wind.
The rooms all dark except mine.
No sounds of footsteps,
Laughter,
Or even the TV.
The only world I've ever known is silent.

But I think I'm okay with that for now.

it's been months
and I'm still not sure
if you were worst thing or
the best thing
that ever happened to me

My mind is a complex little thing.
Many things happen in there but
You need to understand one thing,
One little ******* thing.
I always blame myself.

When I see long-sleeves or bunches of bracelets I think,
What did I do this time?
When I see tears falling down faces I think,
Now I've done it. I've gone and them cry.
When I get the new you killed yourself, my first thought will be,
It's all my ******* fault. I could have saved here but I'm a stupid, insignificant, good-for-nothing little kid.
And I'll keep thinking that no matter what.
Because my mind has been made to think that it's always my fault.

So please.
Please.
Don't do this.

You are not mine,
But sometimes
I pretend
That you wish you were.

I create this idea
That you secretly
Want me.

And I often forget
It's just something
I've made up.

You do not want me,
And you are not mine.

I'm here in my bed
Lying awake
Thinking about you.

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 used to never think of love
Of how your heart speeds up
Of how you feel as if there was a dog chasing it's tail in your stomach every time you see them
Of how all the good moments felt as though they'd never end
Of how the bad moments never lasted longer than a blink
Of how every touch lights a spark that ignites into a fire of passion
Of how your cheek meat hurts after every time you meet them
Of how every kiss and every embrace was another reason to live
Of how you feel when you make them laugh or smile
Of how a whole day of rain and clouds can turn into a day of sunshine and rainbows
Of how their arms feels as though they could protect you from anything
Of how much you couldn't spend more than a day away from them
Of how much you never wanted them to leave

But then, I met you...

Please don't ask
if I'm okay,
I might do something
stupid like open up
to you
and I'm really tired
of getting close to
people and watching
them leave me like
I'm nothing