Maybe she just didn't like her life.
Maybe she was just hurt.
Maybe she just needed a hand.
Maybe she would be here if they didn't had killed her with those words.

Anna,
Anna.
Listen to what I'm going to say.
You are a good person,
You deserve to live.

I kept telling myself we were nothing
probably because i knew that if anything ever happened between us
it would end too painfully
but i’d forgotten that pain is better than feeling nothing
because now the nothingness is tearing away at my insides
and watching you with her should be killing me
but it doesn’t,
because we’re nothing remember

I barely talk anymore
I don’t know why
but all I do is observe
and everything I used to not see is so visible now
so obvious
and ****, I can see

fake smiles
hide the pain

our eyes
tell our stories

and I,
have gotten
so tired
of living like this

I've been alone
for too long
loneliness leads to silence
silence has a harsh voice
mother of monsters
destroyer of hope

forever.
eternal.
ever-lasting.

our love was like a fairytale
we crashed into each other, literally
but crashes leave huge devastation.

i should have known we weren't going to last,
but hope kept me going.

you were never available
and i was always there

you said you would always be there forever,
i guess forever is five months

because eventually i fell
and you weren't there to catch me.

I am a wanderluster. My cells are incapable of remaining intact. Every single atom in me is constantly roaming the uni-verse and conflating with all its beauty, constantly becoming it, and constantly providing it with the chance to become through myself.

I am not carefree. I am not balanced. I feel intensely, and I like it.
I am. And my beingness is a gravitational field, pulling the everythingness of everything into me.

Some human beings are just rotten flowers in a broken vase.

I don't think I want to see where we're heading
I just want to rest my head on your shoulders
Falling slowly asleep to the rhythm of your bike
While discovering new horizons on this earth