maybe it's because i get lost in your eyes,
maybe it's because i can't tell day from night

Stupidity tastes surprisingly like guilt.

I came here to write a goodbye letter
but then i couldn't type a single thing -
so here it is,

Goodbye.

We danced toward
each other's wounds

with gentle step
and touched inside

and now the bleeding
has resumed

and all this blood
is hard to hide.

Scream your promises to my windows
I will answer to the streets
Carve forevers to my bed post
I will sleep covered in sheets

Keep your favorite record on my shelves
I might listen to them, unarmed
But I won't bother waking up early by myself
If you set silence as my alarm

Say that I never loved you, because
I'm like faraway stars in the morning

The butterflies you once gave me are turning to stones, and im not sure what is worse; loving someone who doesn't love you or not being loved.

Find me in your pile of tissues
It was about time we promised each other to leave, and
Xylophone sounds ringing in your ears used to be mine

Moonshine is quiet and pale
Even though you asked me to brighten it up

I** will stay in your head as an apology
Nailed on it
4 gigabytes of memories, and
5 months of regret