It's good reminiscing every night
Remember the good times we had It became my habit, looking back to our yesterday It's just a happy memory I feel the other way tonight I realized something Asked myself "What if you're just being forced by the idea of my love?" Maybe our ideas of love won't just click If we still continue this, we'll be sick I love you, I want reasons to stay I hope you still feel the same way. --j.a ♡
What if you're just being forced by the idea of my love? What if I'm just forcing you to love me more when you can't? Honey, help me. Those what if's are slowly killing.
Hearing it makes me wonder,
How do I love that heart? Will it make my heart apart? Will it make me suffer? I met you with that heart We are the same We're not the firsts And it's hard --j.a ♡
As katy perry said, "Comparisons are easily done once you've had a taste of perfection" and that hurts the most and that's just so true. How do we really love a secondhand heart?
funny the way we laugh
but we can't stay like that some times we are rough someone's always putting a dot i hope you get it but I think you don't, I bet I want it to be fixed I hate it, you broke us at six tired, I'm losing my grip. i dont wanna lose you. but what can I do? **** girl, you already tripped. and now that we're over i want you to remember the night we kissed on november wretched, I lost my lover. ---j.a ♡
an untitled poem for the person who gave me reasons to write again, and now she's giving me reasons to stop again but I've been thinking about it. The pain she gave, the more my words are becoming powerful. Oh, i need her like the poet needs pain. Untitled, x.
december's eve, everything's in freeze
wish i could turn back time i can still remember the way we ate the lime hard to forget, you're an amazing piece i couldn't take the coldness i am longing for your arms ****, i miss our closeness you're expected to leave, storm --j.a ♡
it's cold and i am longing for your arms
its three o'clock
i wish i wasn't going home alone my sadness, it ***** then add this playing melancholic tone the same playlist on repeat i keep on thinking of you my heart still skips a beat i love you, always
what's the date five days ago? It was written five days agoo soooooooooooo
* * * and you are * *
* * just like the moon * * * * * -----so, alone----- * * * * but you shine bright * * * * at the darkest * * * * * * of times * * * * * * * * *
In the middle of the afternoon
I realized, everything will be gone soon. I have a problem that I can't say I don't know how to make people stay. Everything's falling apart, I know what to do in my part But I let ***** happen In the end, I'm always forgotten. I know I'm the one to blame Why things are like this For my reasons are always lame And that's why I'm not in peace. --j.a ♡
It's afternoon and my mind's a mess, my heart's not in peace and my body is weak to process things. How do you make people stay?