I thought you were more like me
and I guess you thought the same
but we both missed the mark and
underestimated the game

Can’t run from your demons you have to finish them
Can’t run from your problems you have to diminish them

How many tears can you cry
How many times can you try
How many years can you lie
How many deaths can you die

You cut me off at my most vulnerable
You rob me of my feelings
You reduce me to nothing
And Im still left wanting more

You provided the spark with no oxygen
which only extinguished the flame
it burned brightly for awhile but
the final flickering ember died in vain

It’s hard not to be offended
To see your true imitative self  
When you literally pretended
To be someone entirely else

I’m doing it again
Thinking of how it went wrong
Dream of what it could’ve been
Before you said so long

I’ve been writing again which means my hearts been abused
Bleeding out the words until the pain becomes reduced

Waiting on love, she better come soon
It's like squinting at the sun wishing for the moon

I can say now you taught me some lessons
Guess you’re a nightmare wrapped in a blessing

I was very lost, feeling blue
Random encounter, Déjà vu
Maybe I just hope that it’s true
That what you seek is seeking you

I couldn’t comprehend
I couldn’t let go
I couldn’t understand
But now I know.
....Now I know.

When I spoke from my heart it penetrated the soul
That's why all those girls have never filled your gaping hole

Chameleons are the worst
They learn your favorite color
So they know which trance
They should use to put you under

Why couldn’t I say goodbye
Why couldn’t I get things off my chest
Why did you have to ghost me
Why did I have to lay you to rest

And so that was your final chess move
My mind and soul both could not approve

I knew hanging out with you would be so risky
But I didnt know until the night you kissed me
That you would turn out to be so dark and twisty
Wish I never bought you that bottle of whiskey

We grew together, we fused
disappearing act, once removed
We blossomed, we unfurled
But we were not meant for this world

The thing I always think about
The thing that makes me wonder...
Which drawer do you keep me in?
Which file am I under?

I couldn’t comprehend
I couldn’t let go
I couldn’t understand
But now I know...
Now I know.

Thank you for the closure
But it made everything worse
I was at the final step
Now I’m back at the first

Put you in the failure file
You seem well versed in heartbreak

Maybe the truth would make a difference
Maybe you’re just not the one
Maybe it wouldn’t change a thing
Maybe what’s done is done

Time after time, year after year
A ghost from my past reappears
I reassure him I’m still here
But he vanishes out of fear

Tell me what would happen if an angel fell into your lap
Would you mistake her for the devil and stab her in the back?

So I am hanging on by a single ******* thread
And everyone around me is running with scissors
Like I’m not already filled with existential dread
Like I won’t unravel at the sight of their clippers

I took you out of the box
I had once placed you in
whose bow was too pretty and
no longer matched its contents

How do you channel your passion
How do you tap into the stream
How do you rise from the ashes
How do you simplify your dreams

I painted a pretty picture once
I don't think others would compare
But it disappeared somehow
Now all I paint with is despair

Couldn’t live with the butterflies anymore so I killed them with a gun
And every time you reappear I have to ****** them one by one

Wish I could write something to bring you back
But those type of words are the ones I lack

All I wanted was your time
But you were busy you said
All I wanted were your words
But you just left me on read
All I wanted was your love
But you ruined me instead

Everyone lives in their own little world constructed carefully of their own adversaries & affinities. Sometimes we let people in & they can be unaware of what a mess they make of our fragile bubble-like universes. Maybe their world is indestructible & they do not know yours has old frayed duct tape keeping the cracks held together. I have sat still under this dilapidated bridge built with many shortcomings & for many years I have been waiting for brave footsteps to approach & now I curse them for their destruction of my rickety facade. Who is more to blame for my unstable foundation?

One thing I know is I will never get that feeling back
No one has ever touched the bottom of my soul like that

I had this vivid dream and it gave me a clue
A broken bird let me hold it before it flew
It had emerald eyes and I instantly knew
That every time I see a finch, I’ll think of you

I don’t know how else to explain it but there’s someone out there that’s broken like me and it’s what’s gonna unite us because it will fit like fractures of the same mirror.

Maybe if I could leak out the sadness
Maybe if I could somehow let it drain
Maybe if I could pinpoint the culprit
Maybe if I could just hit the right vein
Maybe if I could find the exact words
Maybe if I could channel purely pain

For you I once tried to color outside the lines
But you made me realize I prefer black and white

Seeing the good in someone is my fatal flaw
When will I ever learn that you can’t save them all

The circumstances of my life belong only to me
So what is the point in trying to get others to see
If only myself can determine what is meant to be

I liked to heal people
But they hurt me in the process
So I learned to heal myself
And just cut my losses

For so long I was empty
‘Til I realized I’m not
I’m full of love aplenty
My heart simply had forgot

When love consumes you with desire
...That’s what you get when you play with fire

What you saw in the mirror I never could see
Because when I looked at you I also saw me

You can’t ever recognize them all
They’ll mold into everything you lack
And just when you begin to fall
They’ll decide not to love you back

The sun taught me to move on
the moon told me I should grow
but the stars are the ones who convinced me
That forgetting means to let go

How can you possibly force feelings to fade?
Except bury them deep and store them away
They cannot be destroyed just like they cannot be made
Hoping eventually they are resurrected someday

You float & coast through life
Where I am more concrete
You’re also “fools rush in”
I think before I speak

I got closure from a ghost
When I needed it the most
Allowed me to finally heal
Resentment I no longer feel

I continue to mourn the person I thought you once were
You can get to know someone but you can never be sure