These tears won't stop
They never will
No matter how hard i try
It will just keep flowing out

it feels amazing to let go
when the hand you held onto
was covered in thorns

What does one do when love is lost?
I have merely stopped existing.
No past, no future
No dreams, no fears
No up, no down
Just a mere straight line,
With no faults, breaks,
or ascensions.
I even crave a plummet,
If need be.
But there’s nothing...
I have flatlined, I am dead.
As what is life without love?
Nothing

I'd set fire to the air you breathe
so you can burn with every
inhale
and
exhale