I guess I miss the texts
I guess I miss the love
I guess I miss it all
I guess I fell real hard
For a cruel man
Playing
with a
girl's
mind
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Pieces of my heart
are scattered on the floor
and no, it's not fun
and yes, it is mean
the way you tore me up
the way you broke me down
as I was holding on
and being let down
clinging onto you
blinded by the love

I feel so ashamed
the way I let you in
into my heart again
begged myself to be strong
and not to give in
but yes it was hard
trying to be smart
when you were there sitting
messing with my heart
it's breaking
it's bleeding
aching for someone
to heal it again

nothing is more violent than
love, but i would reconstruct
mountains just to have another
chance to break them down
again with you

My Secrets Come in 3's...
The truth is I've found pleasure in what those say should not be enjoyed.
I have not found myself feigning the delight between the legs of one opposite of me, but rather of one the same as me.
I have known these things since the time before the time I could remember.
My secrets come in 3's.
First in line is the time when I first saw you.
I knew what I wanted, I knew what was true.
Your eyes met mine, your soul met mine.
Ever since then we've been connected.
Nobody knows what the darkness held for us at our best of times, we only show the opposite of what we both know in the light.
Next in line is secret number two.
That face, that laugh, and at last that voice.
Joy beyond compare, in the good and bad times we chose to share.
My feelings were once a suspect in a line up of things that you thought you knew.
But as soon as you knew the right thing, I made sure the feelings were removed.
I faked it like nothing was there, but all along I wished there was something to share.
Truth is I love you, I loved you, I'll love you.
Next in line is my longest desire.
There are no words for how I feel. How I've felt.
Every aspect, every moment, every thing.
The reason my secrets come in 3's.
The reason that triangles even matter.
My ocean, that I can't swim in.
My tea, that I can't sip.
My book, that I can't read.
My secrets have spilled like milk I can't replace.
My secrets come in 3's.
And my secrets are still true.
I'm in love with you... And you... And you.

He told me to come here
But how do I introduce myself
I'm a secret I can't say much
So he invited me just to
Talk to me across the room when no one is watching
He invited me so I could witness strangers try to get his attention and I could say nothing
I rsvp'd to a disaster
In a room full of people we're strangers
But he invited me here

99 cent wars, rooftops, Gibraltar Screaming "god bless the fabulous" Christs;

In the eyes of years
Man is king only over that which breathes,
So let's throw hugs in the air,
sit on flowers and vanish to Cook stones on the hips of Cleopatra
with all of December's left footed children

For through the cried ***** tears of furry German banana caskets,
Eternity awaits
In the failures of our greatest triumphs,

So let's dance

After all, Psychological Wednesday societies
Are only good for curing Xbox manifestos and Tuesday sanities

And if we died one day,
it sure won't be yesterday.

I always wake up
With a smile on my face
But as soon as the night is here
My smile fades and disappears

4 am is when I'm crying
Barely even functioning
Wishing you would need me
Wishing you'd see
How much I need
Your love over me

How many times do I have to say this?
How many times do you need to hear it?
I don't know why you never gave it a chance
I could have been your last romance
We could have it all
But you cheated me
And I took the fall
Blamed myself for your departure
But in reality, it was her
Her fault for ruining our love
Ruining our joined hearts
Destroying what we had
And now I'm falling asleep
With tears on my pillow
And your voice in my head

4 am is when I'm overthinking
Wondering if you miss me
Like I miss you
If she loves you
Like I used to
Like I still do

Does she adore you
Like I did?
Would she be committed
Like I was and used to be?
Would she give her all
Just to make you smile?

Still got that engagement ring
I'd never trade it for anything
It's a part of my memories
Reminding me of what we used to be
Reminding me that yours, I always will be
Maybe one day you'll see
That you belong with me