you say you love rain, but you use an umbrella to walk under it.
you say you love the sun, but you seek shelter when it is shining.
you say you love the wind, but when it comes you close the windows.

so that's why I’m scared when you say you love me.

loving him felt like listening to a song I never would know the lyrics to.

and maybe one day we’ll meet each other as strangers

that know each other a little far too well

the doors are locked
theres no way out
oxygen slipping out of the room
you suffocate
"this is the end"
let go of the rope
finally being free

but then you realize

there were windows after all

lost in a world that doesn't exist

but you existed with me

eventually it stopped hurting
because when you learn to expect the sun to set
you're no longer surprised when it does

And I would do anything to see you shine again
Even if it means that my own light might dim

I was adopted by the dark
Taken by death
Held by the hatred
And kept by the scars

I was drowning in thoughts
Immersed in lies
Buried in fog
And hidden in smiles

If only your eyes could see me fall
If only your mouth could say the truth
If only your heart could feel the pain
I couldn’t be happier.

im high on the memory of you
the vast blackness
yet so meagre
pick out the scars
those you cant see

feels like an instinct to try and prove you wrong

Time fixes everything but the present still hurts.

my heart has never been very sensible
i've been lost in cities
and torn apart
i've been distracted, burning bright
with reckless reactions
but please believe me when I say
you are the best decision
i have ever made

i miss you
to the point where every day i feel lifeless
to the point where fireworks don't excite me
to the point where thunder doesn't scare me

its been a long day
where have you been

did you know that its extremely rare
to get struck by lightning

turns out
my life was a stormy night

the universe loves a little yearning

everything is louder knowing that you exist but can't be there
all I can hear is the night speaking about peace but not letting me give myself to it

**** it
its all part of a cover up story

all we can
hope for
wish for
is to end every
conversation
worthy of a peaceful death

when your life ended
it took my life with it
as the aftershock