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Crestfallen Dec 2015
I didn't mean to hurt you.

I didn't want this to happen.

I didn't want to leave you.

I didn't plan on this hurting.

I didn't plan on loving you.

Why did you hurt me again ?

Why did I hurt you again?

The holidays are meant for remembrance.

My chest keeps constricting every second.

I hope you find happiness soon.
  Jun 2015 Crestfallen
Unrequited Love
The most **** thing about a guy has nothing to do with his clothes, hair or eye colour.

It's in the way he looks at you with longing, when you finally find out he wants you just as badly as you want him.

When he pulls you so close to him that there is literally no space between you, because he can't stand the thought of there being any.      

When he kisses you, so that it feels as if he is stealing the air from your lungs, and for those few seconds you forget what air even is.
    
When all thoughts go out the window and its just him, with you,in the most simple way possible.

Now that is the definition of ****.
Pure passion is ecstacy...
Crestfallen Mar 2015
What would you think if I sang out of tune
You told me not to care about who is around me, you said to embrace myself and to be who I am even with a sea of people crowding me.
Would you stand up and walk out on me?
You never walked out on me even when I screamed at the top of my lungs at the pep rallies, or when oceans poured from my eyes. Instead you stayed and let me release all my emotions onto you.
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song
You pulled me out of the dark and I swear to you that I will live. I can’t promise you that I won’t be engrossed in my suicidal thoughts some nights. I can’t promise you that I will always see the bright side when I’m surrounded by darkness. I can’t promise you that I won’t break and not move for days at a time. I can’t promise that I won’t drown myself in liquor and hide behind smoke clouds.
And I'll try not to sing out of key
I can promise that I do see a light. I have found something to look forward to. I’m getting better regardless of how small the steps are.
Oh I get by with a little help from my friends
And its because of you.
Mm I get high with a little help from my friends
You've made it less blurry to find the exit sign in the middle of the burning room.
Mm going to try with a little help from my friends
I can breathe again because of you.
What do I do when my love is away?
You taught me that I don’t need to love anyone, besides you of course. You taught me that I can’t force myself to love someone in a way I don’t feel.
(Does it worry you to be alone?)
You were my rock throughout this all. You stood your ground through rain, sleet, and storms. You grew as a person with me. We grew together.
How do I feel by the end of the day?
You know that nights are the hardest for me. You send me essay length text messages on how much I mean to you and they never fail to make me smile.
(Are you sad because you're on your own?)
You remind me that I’m not alone. You remind me that you’re gonna stay through thick and thin.
No I get by with a little help from my friends
I will get better for you, with you.
Mm I get high with a little help from my friends
I feel like I’m floating. Like I’m a different person, a better person.
Mm going to try with a little help from my friends
I have you to think.
(Do you need anybody?)
I am in constant need of attention.
I need somebody to love
I need someone to ease my pain and distract me when I’m down.
(Could it be anybody?)
I feel worse when I think of love because everyone tends to use me as a toy and throws me away. They see my body as a castle. Of their enemies. They sneak their way behind the guards and conquer me. They leave me with nothing and expect me to be okay with it.
I want somebody to love
You sing to me when I’m upset and that’s all I’ve ever needed in my life. I never knew that I needed that until you.
(Would you believe in a love at first sight?)
Love isn’t something that I believe in, not romantic love. I believe in a love that is for everyone not just simplified to one person. The kind of love that is unselfish and forgiving.
Yes I'm certain that it happens all the time
You. You bring this out in me. This feeling that I don’t have to wear a mask around you. I don’t have to pretend I’m okay because with you I actually am.
(What do you see when you turn out the light?)
I still have nights when I ponder about what life would be like without me. I still have my doubts. I still have nights when I trace my skin to the very spots that were once covered in scars.
I can't tell you, but I know it's mine
I think of you when I feel that way. I think of the countless texts that you sent me telling me my worth. I think of how you held me so tightly with tears in your eyes telling me to stay. I think of how you said you wrote your own goodbye letter to me, and in the middle of that letter, you realized you couldn't do that to me. You couldn't say goodbye to me and now I can’t do that to you.
Oh I get by with a little help from my friends
This is my way of saying thank you. And living will be my way of keeping my promise.
Mm I get high with a little help from my friends
Oh I'm going to try with a little help from my friends
The bold words are supposed to be the song With A Little Help From My Friends. And the rest is me talking.
Crestfallen Jul 2013
I was the book that you were assigned to read in class. The one you looked up a summary online because I didn't interest you enough. I was the last place trophy you tossed aside because you felt you could do better. I was the graffiti on the wall that no one wanted there. I was the one reading aloud in the public library that you tried to block out. I was the penny that you let fall to the ground because you felt I was worthless. I was the first letter of the noun that you refused to capitalize. I was the foreign language you have to take in school that brings you so much struggle. I was the empty bottles that lay scattered beneath you because you were done with them. I was the stray dog that kept returning  to your doorstep that you couldn't stand. I was the final exams that you dreaded at the end of the semester. I was the last drag of your last cigarette. I was the last pencil in your backpack towards the end of the year because I was your last choice.
Crestfallen Jul 2013
I'm going to write your name on every cigarette I buy and smoke it til the end. So maybe it'll be like you're gone. Maybe I can smoke you out of my life. Maybe just maybe I'll get over you.
Crestfallen Jul 2013
All feelings aside, so many people take good pictures. They can be making the most unattractive face ever and still look flawless.

I'm not that person.
Crestfallen Jul 2013
You use this simple word to describe us. "What we have is real. We are good together. We are real." You said. We are existing. We are not imaginary. We are actual. We are genuine. We are true. We are authentic.
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