in the moment that we first met
i think the wind held its breath
and the ocean ceased its movement
because why not watch a
beautiful moment play out?
the mountains pierced the clouds for us
and the birds pulled apart the universe for us
and the sun burned our faces into each
others' eyelids
but our hearts pulled us together with
their fingers tangled in our hair
i think the stars came alive again for us
to shine during the day
and the moon was borne a new face
one that smiled kindly


do you think the wind is back to whistling
tunes?
do you think the ocean is back to moving
mountains?
maybe the mountains have gone back to shrinking
and maybe the birds have run out of air
and the sun pointed its heat elsewhere
but i think our hearts still hold on to
our hair a bit too tightly.
the stars have gone back to disappearing
even at night.
and the moon has turned its face to the
darkened side of the galaxy

God, can't you hear the ghosts in my lungs and the spirits in my mouth?
My head feels like the sea has moved in and made a home.
I see the wind through the trees but all I hear is your voice.

i was going through hell and you were my piece of
heaven,
and now i can't tell if you gave me a taste of something i can't
have
and now i talk to someone that i sometimes need, that i sometimes
(want)
i guess it doesn't matter if this guy actually wants me for
me
but doesn't it hurt worse
now
knowing he's your best friend?

The minute you said you loved me...
I don't know what I thought
Maybe it was fantasy
Maybe it was dreaming
I think I thought things would be good
Wonderful, in fact
But I realized now that
I was sort of....
Afraid
To say it back
I should have realized
That loving is something
That should be feared

I think loneliness
is the worst kind of pain.
It is your heart hurting.
And your heart keeps you alive.
Loneliness is definitely
the worst kind of pain.

i'm alone again
the darkness keeps *finding me
holding myself together at the seams
and asking the voices in my head
if i should die
would anybody want me after what i've done?
would somebody accept me for what i've not done?
i miss two people now
but the thing is
they do not miss me.
after they leave
i can't breathe
oh god i can't breath
you see i am
not dead yet
not everything is bright and good
they are all gone** though
so their lives must be getting better

i woke up with puffy lips
i think were kissing in my dream last night
or maybe it's just my imagination
but yesterday you stood
closer
than you have before
don't think i'm going to
bring you back in to my chest
what's going to change anything
now compared to
before?
i'm not going to make exceptions
for people i used to love
so sorry