Kristina

Kristina Sep 2014

And maybe my fingertips have forgotten what your skin feels like
And my tongue doesn't remember how you taste
My head forgot the sound of your voice
But all those things we did back in December
Were such a great choice
I could never say it was a waste of my time.
You were not a waste of my time.
And as I'm trying to make these words rhyme
I pray I'll get more days with you than I got.

Kristina Sep 2014

12 a.m

It's midnight and all I can think about is how much my lips are craving to feel yours.
And instead of sleeping
I'm awake thinking about where we went wrong
I'm trying to remember the exact moment when I lost you and then it hit me that you were never even mine.

Kristina Sep 2014

At least I can try.

Tonight I wanna go out, forget your name, forget myself and pretend I'm over you for a few hours.
I wanna fool around with someone lame and remember how it feels to be alive.
I wanna wash your name out of my mouth with bad alcohol and smoke and replace you with the taste of someone else's lips.
I wanna lose myself between Arctic Monkeys lyrics and bad boys.
And lose you somewhere along.

Kristina Sep 2014

I built my home in your bones

I've never felt good, I've never felt useful.
That didn't change in the past years since I've grown as a person.
You see, after so long, you get used to it.
The problem with falling in love with someone you can't have, on the other hand.
Is much worse.
You start to feel as if you have a purpose, to make them happy.
You were made, to love them.
But... they weren't made to love you.
And then the circle begins all over again.