You should be here with me My heart is as empty as the side of the bed that you used to sleep on And my life's crashing harder than the waves on the shore like when you first kissed me And I'm falling harder and faster into loneliness than I was when I fell for you And I know there's no stopping this But you should be next to me Kissing each freckle on my arm and tracing "I love you" into my palm because each letter deserved it's own recognition for it made up a larger picture And you should be next to me With my head leaning onto the very shoulder I spent entire nights crying into You should be beside me But I guess this was all besides the point And now you're next in line for a new girl I just wish you would give me a next chance
You see A person only truly falls in love Once in their life time And once that time is used up There is no more. You can lie to yourself And to others But if you were truly in love with them That love cannot be undone. I am in love. A love that won't go away With my best friend. I fell off The bridge of love And into the waters Where he followed But his love came with strings attached A bungee And he jumped back up And left me sitting there in the waters While he's up on the bridge Calling me up there While I'm wishing him down here And I have no bungee.
I'm the *****, the quiet girl in the front of the class, according to the handicap stall in the upstairs boys bathroom, a ****. I love, and when I do I love to no ends. But you'd never know how much this ***** loves, because there is no love shown.
You have become the monster under my bedsheets and the creature that keeps me awake at night. The one who reminds me I am no longer worthy- not even a response leaves your lips as to why. You make it seem like these hands that have been holding you up for so long are only just holding you back. I want to feel like the sun- not the candle you blow out when the wax becomes unbalanced or the room begins to smell nice again. I want to feel like my presence in your world means more than just nice words and late nights of me by your bedside. I need to know this isn't just a game for you- that these feet and these eggshell punctured soles have walked all this way to mean something to you. I want to know I mean something to you. But as of late I just feel like an empty box patiently awaiting to filled with something special but you just use it to prop your feet up. Look outside the box- see that I have been standing here heart in hand for god only knows how long and remember to dance with me. If the sunlight isn't enough for you- live inside your shade become accustomed to darkness. Just remember- turn the lights off when you go.