Some people write about whom they love.
And I too, fall among this group.

But I would much rather read to those I care for.
To read and read again
The words of poets much greater than I

To memorize lines and stanzas
The same way I memorized the taste of your breath
Back when we first kissed.

To let you hear my voice run over you
Like fingers from your neck, down along your spine.
Drenching your person in my love.

I don’t know how to even get you there.
Don’t really know you, but it seems so unfair.
But if I could have your smile just one night—
a single, solitary, everlasting night.
You could call me the pilot light that would
heat the chill way deep inside your stove,
way far away
down at Cherry Grove.
Take me to the place inside my dreams
at Cherry Grove.
Lead me to the time of our life
at Cherry Grove.
Just one more thing that I need to know:
Will you want to go?
I will help you to believe a dream,
a reverie to see—
at Cherry Grove.

There's no thrill in a roller coaster that only goes up.
A constant fear of falling is all we breed.
Why place ourselves somewhere we could get hurt?

Because we need the downhills.
Without them,
We have nothing accelerating us forwards.

ive always thought love was a pink bubble that only brings joy and comfort and care, but now that I've tried it i figured love is pain.
cause in love theres always gotta be the one who cares more
the one who listens more
the one who stays up at night thinking does he really love me?
love is pain
and pain is love
and i love you

Inhale.
The icy air cuts your throat
Like shards of a shattered past
The incisions sting you
Like the remembrance of her
The mere thought pains you
As they rush through
Like a train,
Leaving nothing behind.

Exhale.
Your breath leaves a cloud
You hope it begins to storm
Like the thundering emotions
Rumbling though your soul
Your breath leaves you empty
With nothing left
Just like she did.

Inhale.
You begin feeling sick
Her perfume is like poison
Its intoxicating scent
Seeps into your blood
Leaving you wanting more
That you will never receive .

Exhale.
You are seeing more than stars
The lights are spinning
You feel faint
Her look has you dazed
And you fall for her.
Hard.

Inhale.
As she walks past you
And out of your life forever
Then you are overcome with sadness
From the thought of what might've been.

Exhale.
For the last time.
As the rope tightens around your neck
And you kick the chair over
And fall again, for her
With a sickening snap
All because of her.