I'm beginning to wonder if it's a nightmare or a wish...

I once told myself that I was strong.

Lo and behold, it was a lie-
of course, I didn't know that then.
Very few people are capable of admitting
everything is not alright.

You came along when I was broken, bent
out of shape,
unfixable- and you're still here.

I miss the way you feel
and I want you to love me.

I miss your absence
and I want you to crave me.

I miss your presence
and I want you to kiss me.

I miss your friendship
and I want you to tell me.

I miss the way you held me
and I want you to **** me.

Is it still a sin if you say it's love?

I.   I think only some people are meant to walk this earth.

II.   I am not one of them.

III.   You are fit to be a queen- for the dead, and for the lost.

IV.   Winter doesn't feel as cold as your palms.

V.   I want to spend every night beside you, and every day away from you.

VI.   When I turn on the radio, I want to hear your voice.

VII.   I don't like love songs because they make me think of your eyes.

VIII.   I sing to you in the shower.

IX.   My heart isn't capable of beating alone.

X.   I'm good at leaving you behind.