YOU WERE MY EVERYTHING. HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO FORGET YOU AND EVERY ******* MONTH I SPENT WITH YOU? I SPENT HALF A YEAR WITH YOU. I FELL IN LOVE...I fell. AND **** DID I FALL HARD. THE CUTS AND SCARS ON MY LEGS DON'T EVEN COMPARE TO THE EMOTIONAL PAIN I FELT WHEN YOU WANTED NOTHING TO DO WITH ME. I ****** UP. I KNOW THAT. I TOLD YOU FROM THE VERY BEGINNING I WOULD. YET YOU STILL ACT LIKE IT WAS A SURPRISE. YOU ACT AS IF I CAME HOME AND DECIDED TO MOVE OUT. IT WASN'T LIKE THAT AT ALL. YOU WERE MY HOME. AND I NEVER LEFT. YOU STILL ARE MY HOME. EVERYTHING WAS BASED AROUND YOU. I'M STILL HERE... HELLO? PLEASE OPEN UP, THERE'S A STORM COMING AND MY KNUCKLES ARE BLEEDING FROM KNOCKING ON THE DOOR. JUST LET ME COME HOME. PLEASE... I don't want to be locked out anymore.

I want to provide her with everything.
I want to be by her side when she faces her fears.
I want to give her the strength to do so.

Her words,
They mean everything.
I hang on to each word as if its oxygen.
Each breath I take is because of her.

I could fall,
and **** could I fall hard.

Bruises,
Broken ribs,
Cuts and scrapes.
None of it will matter.

She will pick me up,
and when she does I will be alright.

Her arms? Safety-net.
Her eyes? Reassurance.
Her smile? Happiness
Her? Home

She's more than okay and good enough.
She is everything beyond that.

I want her to be my home,
My security,
My okay,
My laugh.

I want her.
I want her to be mine.

I want you.
Right now.

Your lips on mine.
Your hand around my waist.

My lips on your neck.
My hands running through your hair.

Heavy breaths.
Deep  stares.

I want you.
Right now.

In my bed.
Right next to me.
Holding me tight.
Talking about anything.

Gentle kisses in between thoughts.
Our tired eyes holding contact.
Slowly falling asleep

You,
All I ever want is you.

I want to scream all these lyrics that remind me of you. So hopefully you'll realize how much I ******* miss you, and just how much I think of you.

I can't stop thinking about her.
She invaded my thoughts.
She is my thoughts.

Constant image of her.
Constant sounds of her laugh echo.
Her smile constantly blinds me from my daily endeavors.

She is everything.
She is unreal.
She is nothing.
She is not mine.
She is not my thoughts.
She is my mind.

I'm nothing without her.

You said you cared, and that I should believe you. So I did. You said that I should take my pants off for you. So I did. You said I should let you do this and that. So I did. What you didn't say is is that you would leave me here to think of myself as a horrible human being. Someone not worth loving. You also didn't say that while letting you do those things you were creating a graveyard inside of me, because now I feel so, dead. So, empty. I now blame you for the tombstone that reads, "she only wanted to be loved".