My body
Is like the body of a poem
  That you're writing
And with each stroke of your quill
I lose myself but become more real
       I fall in love with your feel as you fill in my blanks

Just by reading your words I immediately feel the pain you're going through.
Its probably empathy but I'd like to believe its more than that.
The pattern of your words synchronize with your pain, tears and sweat to create a beauty of words.
Your pain is painful but surely beautiful to me...
I'm sorry for your pain.
I'm a stranger but I would give a thousand bits of my happiness to make you smile because the person that hurt you is an *******.
Go ahead and tell them a random writer said that and if they try something just tell them my eyes change colour in the morning and night, surely that'll scare them.
You're an amazing person and I bet you that one day all this pain will be worth it.
But in the meantime can I just say you're awesometastic.

I was dancing
With him
I didn't even know him until I was in his arms
Handsome, though I hardly care
Charming, but because of his soul, not his words
And warm, in a way that wasn't physical
He held me like he knew what he was doing
Like I would be safe with him
Like a promise
In the most beautiful white dress
And I was beautiful
The most beautiful girl there
Everyone wanted to dance with him
But he chose me
And I couldn't believe it
We danced all night
And of course
I messed up the steps
Tripping over myself
Clumsily, as usual
But Lord I was beautiful still
And he just smiled and somehow found it lovely, that I was imperfect
He whispered to me
And we danced and danced
And I was beautiful
**Then I woke up

Images of black hair fills my mind as I poor a glass

You spoke in monotone as you said "sorry" as if your neck was numb.

So tonight I'm numbing the need for you with a shot

My hoddie smells of you so I'll take another

This taste like nail polish. Guess I'll take some more

Nothing is happening. Your lips are still a stain upon mine. Guess Ill take two

Remember the times I made you *** with your pants still on? I can't forget. You said you loved me afterwards

I feel alone, I thought you were here, so maybe I'll take 2 or 3

Why did you leave me? I never held back I gave you everything, every bit of me

Don't you try to take me back. As I remember you throw out broken things.