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Lunargrandee Jul 2015
It still hurts
Lunargrandee Jul 2015
Maybe it's just me maybe it's the memories that we never made that keeps me so close to you. Everything's familiar to me except the touch from your palms on my skin. Is it just me? Yes I'm staining my dreams with the imprints of you. Yes I know I'm disappointing because I've been stuck to this like a child who has been eating the stickiest candy for the longest time with no worries. I keep on going back to you. I want to sing to you. I want to read to you. I never want to see your ******* face ever again. I never want to ******* hear from you ever again. I want to tear down all the walls you've made me build. I want to tear myself down to the foundation of before we started. I want I want I want. I don't want to sit in the corners of your mind and rock myself back and forth crazy over you. *******. I hate you. I'm trying to tear down these walls but I ******* can't. I'm too weak. I hate myself too much it's taken everything in me. I love you still no matter what you say or however many girls you go through. I can't do this. I will think of you always even when I don't want to. I will say ******* and then under my breath I will always apologize 4 times before my next sentence. I can't do this I'm sorry. Please stop doing this to me. Please stop I'm trying so bad. I will hate my guts and these walls always I'm sorry.
Lunargrandee Jul 2015
You're the quiet after the blizzard
Lunargrandee Jul 2015
I'm not unpacking I'm living out of my suitcase I'm living out of your chest babe
Lunargrandee Jul 2015
I've been sitting in the middle of the street, watching this light change for the past hour and I hope I watch you go like this
Lunargrandee Jun 2015
I feel like I was on this road just yesterday but it's been three months wow how the time doesn't fly
Lunargrandee May 2015
I just want to sip Jack Daniels with you from you great grandmothers irreplaceable fine china and dance all around your white walled living room to your favorite record forever no stopping just your blonde baby soft Shirley Temple curls bouncing up and down like they were individual little kids on a summers evening running towards every direction before the sun sets and I hope you will love me like this
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