i click her name
i'd give anything to hear her voice
-please pick up the phone
-it's just me, i need to hear your voice
-why are you always ignoring me?
-maybe i should just hang up
-you aren't going to answer, are you?
-i just want to talk
-i feel lonelier than before i thought about you
-a single tear runs down my face
-why am i not good enough?
-i end the call
i pretend she's busy
but i know she's not
but i need to lie to myself
because the truth ******* stings
she doesn't want to talk to me
because i am not enough
You'd think I'd learn, I never do.
I just can't see a world without you.
You'll leave again, and I'll let you go.
Yet a part of me will always know.
That you'll come back, and all is fine.
That I'll be yours, and you'll be mine.
But it won't last, it never does.
It's just the same as it always was.
Then you'll leave again, and break my heart.
It's no surprise, I knew from the start.
That you'd leave again, you always do.
But I can't see my world without you.
Nights like there remind me of the times
You told me you’d always be here
And how I now find myself stuck alone
Staring at the ceiling and wishing for something
That can make me feel.
You were like a drug, addictive, manipulative,
And every single time our lips parted, I was just waiting
For the next high, for our lips to become one
Just one more time, I just want to feel that,
One last time.
You’ve told me time and time again
That you just need to find a way to fix yourself,
But I can’t find a way to understand
Why you can’t see how much easier it would be
If you had someone to fall back on.
Don’t blame me for how I feel,
I’m sorry I wasn’t enough to help take at least some
Of that pain that you feel away,
But you do not have the right to say I never tried,
Because I never gave up.
How does she make me feel?
Let's start with alive. She makes life seem worth living.
She makes me smile.
Nobody can make me smile like this girl.
When my phone lights up, so do my eyes.
Oh, and my heart.
It skips that beat, the one that reminds me I'm alive.
She makes me giggle.
I don't giggle.
It's her. She changed me.
It's almost as if she takes away the sadness,
even if it's only temporary.
She's all I want, and she makes me feel desperate,
because I long to only see her smile,
just as much as I long to feel her lips upon mine.
She makes me feel okay.
That's all I've ever wanted,
To feel okay.
So there you go.
That's how she makes me feel.
— The End —