You never ask me if I'm okay anymore
Is that because you know the answer
Or do you no longer care enough to find out

You never ask me if I'm okay anymore
And I don't know why you didn't stop sooner
I lie everytime, so there's no reason for you to do it

You never ask me if I'm okay anymore
I guess you could say I never ask you
But that's only bacause I know there I things that you don't want to talk me through


You never ask me if I'm okay anymore
And I think this is where I start to lose you

You feel like hell,
and I don't quite like it,
yet I still want to suffer.

n.e

They say all's well that ends well
And maybe that is why
I'm not happy with the situation I'm in
Without you here in my life

Must be because it never ended
The day you said we're through
You were so sure when you walked out the door
But I never did stop thinking bout you

They say happiness is where the heart is
And yours is not in attendance
As I rely on mine, one beat at a time
While yours goes about its business

A heart that is self employed
A one person operation
As I sit at home filling out forms
With you no longer taking applications

They say time is the mighty healer
If so, physician heal thyself
Though there's no magic pill that ever could heal
Why am I just now finding this out

After I've already contracted the sickness
Without you not sure I'll regain my health
On the street the word is there's no cure
The way I see it now, this can't end well

We use to have that
Bond where it was ionic
We attracted much together
Now were covalent
So I hope you could break
Into pieces like I did

He's beautiful
A lot of my friends disagreed
Said why **** a guy who isn't ****
But I don't see him that way
I guess you could say "love makes you blind"
Though I'm not in love, and I can see just fine
But I miss him
Obviously
Or else I wouldn't be in my room right now crying about leaving
But I made a choice
A decision
That no matter what happens I wasn't happy with him
I'm gonna look back and remeber the hard times too
I  will remeber the times the left me
And the times he broke me
When he toyed with my sanity
Just to watch me squirm
Blackmailed that he would tell my family
If I didn't stay with him longer
Our relationship was complicated
But he did call me pretty
Or beautiful
I was his little ray of sunshine
And his diamond in the rough
He sang to me on the good days
And hugged me when I was having a bad one
He invited me out with his friends
When none of his other girls could come
He cared for me
More than most people do
And I needed that
I wanted that
And your crazy if you call that a abuse
maybe I couldn't see it
Maybe I still can't see it
But I made a choice
A decision
That no matter what happens I wasn't happy with him
I will get over it
And find somone new
Just maybe they will love me
As much as he use to

i have played this scene so many times
back and forth; it feels nostalgic like a memory.
i am lying next to you,
legs tangled up,
running your hand through my messy hair
using your chest as a pillow
your breathing is some tired syncopation and your heartbeat is an alarm clock,
it is lazy-
whatever happened before is over
it has become quiet
no shirt, blankets in a ball at the end of the bed
maybe i was crying, maybe we were having ***, maybe you yelled and i got defensive, maybe it was nothing at all
it is still,
we say sorry without speaking,
it is understood and we come to agreements
we fall asleep and wake up and whatever happened before is over.
it plays in my head so often
it feels like i am recalling your smile
domestic moments,
some moments where you are here after it is over.
some painful, fake, imaginary memories where you stay,
you stay, you stay.

When you moved out I think that's when I first became a vacant lot. When did I start hammering "for sale" signs into my heart? When do I stop? And I'm empty more than half the time but, so what? You get used to waiting around for anyone with furniture to fill you up.