My brain pleads to my heart to meet a girl 'named' serotonin
And I plead for some **** sleep.
I can't though because some people just don't know how to close a door after they open it or even put a bookmark in the part of the book they stopped reading.
Maybe they can't read, I guess it's not worth the daydream.
She sleeps in the photographs.
She sleeps in the music.
She sleeps in my heart,
but she sleeps...

So now you're gone with happiness and independence.
I'm stuck with baggy eyes and these cliche *** romantic comedies.
From time to time I stare at clocks and think about what he had that I didn't.
I wear watches now, not bracelets.

She kissed me and i was shaken, not shocked.
The difference between shaken and shocked is one is physical and the other is emotional.
Everything in my body, even my heart shifted aside to eventually let her set her shipwreck aside my heart. It still aches for you. I don't know what i didn't have, but i know what you did.
I could sit here and tell you about how beautiful she is through big words and cute sentences but the fact of the matter is, she still isn't here and i don't think she'll ever be back.
Here's to the death of me and Here's one for the cool side of the pillow.

And as i approached the bathroom sink,
I turn on the faucet and washed my face with regret
and dried it with words I wish I'd said.
I rise and take a blurry glance in the mirror, i can't see clearly.
I'm not sure if I'm fading away or if I just left the hot water on.

I was nothing.
I was not relevant nor did I exists.
Not sure if i ever did.
I am when you see something from a far on a hot sunny day but not sure what to make of it.
So you just assume it exist because your thoughts hate fearing "what ifs."
I'm not sure I was living in the first place , except when I looked at the tropical sunset in her eyes.
For it was her who made me live when I only existed.
She was life support and for me? I was just glad to be in paradise.
All of this, every piece, every scrap turned art was for her.
I know I'm horrible in school and her heart was math but i swear my intentions were never divided.
-KB.

I drown myself in those last words you gasps to me, everynight.
But swim in the love you exposed to me.
You saying goodbye kills me.
You staying just throws more and more reasons at my chest to learn to jump again.
It is 12:52 AM.
Though time keeps going, the pain doesn't seem to pass.
Everything I see is so real to me sadly.
With you everything was dreamy and radical.
Next time I'll be sure to listen,
If there is a next time, I'll be sure to pay my due of all of the attention I never glanced at from you because I did not pay attention.

K.B.

As the clock keeps running,
My mind is too.
Late at night in my thoughts,
Is where you can find her
If she were to ever be lost.
Her eyes shocked me,
As if I put a fork in an outlet,
You learned your lesson but still so mesmerized by it.
My heart was beating as fast the beats to the love songs I would show her.
Like it was trying to escape my body for freedom or locked in a cage of sort.
Suddenly the paint bumps on the ceiling turned into stars.
And her smile turned to drugs,
So I stayed away from it,
Because with one hit I knew I would be hooked.
Fin.