Alone
                 I Roam
                 With
                 Me In
                 My Solitude
                 Life
                 Howling
                 Alone
                 In The
                 Woods
                 Pondering
                 Lurking
                 At The
                 Stars
                 Where
                 An Old
                 Soul
                 Lies:
                 In Line
                 With The
                 Stars
               ~Paris Styron~

I could tell you that it's 4 am and I’ve been reading through our old texts and that I still miss you.

But the truth is,
It's only 8 pm, and I'm really tired
and I've erased your texts long ago.
The only thing I have to remember you is my memory
And we both know is not good at all

My pillow knows
My pillow is the only one who ever heared the echo's of the screams I never screamed because the unknowing are asleep
My pillow knows
My pillow is the first witness
to all my tossing and turning
my lies about having had an awesome dream
My pillow knows
My pillow knows I sometimes bite it
to stop my ******* tears

when it's just me and you the whole world seems to fall away
but in the bustle of the whole world, me and you seem to fall away
and doubt creeps in between us.

I'm scared you're going to slip away
Like water through the cracks of my façade
As I cling to you desperately, irrelevently.
I need you to live,
But as we slowly forget that each other matter,
Too preoccupied with what's in our lives and minds,
Maybe it will be too late.
All the water will be gone.
And I will look back and regret,
Thirsty for something I had.