find what you love and let it ruin you


a lot of things would **** you
but wouldn't it be
much better to die for —
or to be killed
by something or someone you love?

Oh won't you look at these scars;
A reminder of how things are and aren't.

Close your eyes
She said
Now think of your worst and best day together as one*
As I rummaged through my memories I could only think of one day

The day I realized my love for you would never fade  

-EC

Hate.
What a word.
What a phase.
What a conjunction of emotions that I can’t place.

I wish I could whisper all of them, away.
The traitors and the lies
with mistakes and
goodbyes.

tell them, demand them

to run away from home.
but i,
am only
running
on a personality
that
depends
on
hate.

The clocks in our hearts were in sync;
We felt it.
Too bad it wasn't our time.