Changing your name on my phone was one of the hardest things I had to do
So how do you fall out of love?
Please tell me your secret
Because replacing the love with hate is not what you deserve
Nor is it something that I could perform

It's rebuilding and filling the spaces now there
It's haunting and hypnotic

The lack of words spoken
Not about romance
Not about tea
No longer wanting me in the way I knew

We were together
While forever apart
And we were strangers connected by broken hearts

I burned with a fever
While you held your degree
Friendship over love and *** over drugs
Loving you seems more than enough

To write you in colours that don't exist
And memories that are paid to fade
Isn't this just another stage of human decay?

She lived too fast
Loved too hard
Felt too much

The experiences built up
up and up
They piled all around, clouding her vision
Closing her eyes was easy

The loves crashed hard
harder each time
Those losses created cracks, shattering her heart
Stopping her heart was welcome

The pain came often
so, so often
That hurt brought shadows, darkening her soul
Releasing her soul was freedom

Life became dull
Love turned sour
Feeling was weak

She stopped

Things can go both ways.
I know.

She was over thirty and married.
I was 15 and couldn't even shave yet.
Still, she took my dreams away,
the ones I kept
about a white wedding
& being saved
for that special one.

Things can go both ways.
I know.

She ******* stole my dreams
feeding her own pleasure.
And sure it was nice.
Very.
But I mean
who doesn't like
those kind of physical feelings?
**** it
would have been better
if she had warned me
about not being the first.
I could never be honest
again
after that.
That hurt the most.

Things can go both ways.
I know.

Love is a drug.
You take one hit, and then you beg for more.
Every time you're with that person is a high.
You get addicted
But eventually, that drug disappears.
Leaving you sick with withdrawals.
You're then left looking for another drug to replace the old one.
A stronger one.
Once you find it, the entire cycle repeats itself.
Getting worse each time.
Once you start, there is no quitting.
Love is the worst drug of all.

tell me the story about the angel and the human
tell me how they fell in love and fought for their life
skip the part where the angel fell from grace
how he always tried to do what he believed was right
don't remind me that the human wants to die
or that he can torture himself better than love
this is supposed to be a story about the angel and the human
not once was it mentioned that they were monsters

I guess you know the ending by now
(it's never happy)