you will sleep in the same shirt for three weeks before you realize it's just as ***** as the memories and the apology will never come when it is stained with the tears you swore you wouldn't waste he won't miss you when you are still remembering him like a reflex but he will appear on a Thursday afternoon empty text messages and you hate the way your mind feels dizzy 6 months clean and half in love with someone new he was never meant to complete you please believe me when I say he only wants you because you are no longer his please don't go back to the very thing that broke you expecting to be healed
take the time you need to find yourself I know that love seems impossible when you're hurting and I know I still have things to learn and wounds to heal I will think of you in the in-between I'll pray that what is meant for me will never be lost
It never mattered much that you weren't mind to hold I have a bad habit of waiting for people to change their minds and hoping I'll fall back into the arms of someone who was never meant to stay It's always more the idea of someone than it is the person standing in front of me so I spend my mornings listening to music that reminds me of you pretending to know the boy I only wanted you to be
am I a terrible person if I knew from the first night you kissed me my messes would be too much for you and I let you kiss me anyways I don't know why I get so caught up in the loss of temporary people you knew the way I looked at midnight eyes half open sleepy words that only make half sense but never why the man I call my father is a stranger or the reason I get sad in-between the silence I knew you wouldn't understand if I told you I'm afraid I'll become the sum of my mistakes so I stayed silent, simple and I let you kiss me anyways
and honey i hope my name has left a scar on your tongue, my skin a rash on your fingers, my voice an unforgotten melody in your head, and my love a softened place in your heart
I am most happy when I don't feel the need to prove it when there are seeds being planted in my belly and flowers blooming everywhere I touch and my own company is enough and if every person in the world had a negative thing to say I'd wrap myself up in my own kind words and bury theirs with yesterday and when it hurts- because transitions always do I remind myself of the battles won the regrets I shed like second skin and the warmth I felt from the bridges I burned