you are the person that sends me crazy
and the person that could change me
from the sadness i've encountered
to a lovely form of happiness
   (lovely; like blossoms in spring)

                 a.t

you taste like whiskey
you smelled like cigarettes

your ways of affection gave me butterflies
and the way you made love caused shivers

i'd fall asleep within your grasp
and you'd hold my hand and play with my hair
until the sun painted a new day

but you couldn't handle much more
your love was work
and i was the job

we didn't last
and it was all my fault

(a.t)

you taste like whiskey
you smelled like cigarettes

your ways of affection gave me butterflies
and the way you made love caused shivers

i'd fall asleep within your grasp
and you'd hold my hand and play with my hair
until the sun painted a new day

but you couldn't handle much more
your love was work
and i was the job

we didn't last
and it was all my fault

(a.t)

i am not a writer
and i am not a poet

i am not interesting
nor am i enchanting

i do not breathe words
that inspire and create
their own seperate life
leaving the page

i have no charming personality
and no good appearance
to help my days grow faster

(a.t)

the dynamics of the way i love you
are quite simple but then again
i'm not simple
i love differently and
i wouldn't be ashamed
if it was a sweet kind
of different

but it isn't
and i am not

(a.t)

demolition lovers
met after midnight

when the sun was gone
and it was barely light

they drove along
in their blood stained car
in desperate need of a liquor bar

the only thing that kept them sane
was feeding off of others shame

(a.t)

{demolition lovers // my chemical romance}

the world was a scary place and sometimes i felt like i couldn't quite breathe. the invisible walls of the outside world would close and i wouldn't feel like i belonged anywhere.
but then i met you. well, not physically, which makes me giggle because it's amazing how one person, one person out of a thousand could suddenly mean the world to you.
like to me, the concept of loving somebody was hard because i know myself that i get bored of people easily and i mean that in the nicest way possible.
it scared me, the fact i mean, that i could fall in love yet get bored of the sweet personality i once swooned over.
but it doesn't feel that way with you. you've opened up a new space. a new visualisation in my mind, one that doesn't scare me to the point where my minds plays silly games.
when we talk, i get those butterflies in my stomach and when you're gone, i miss you. your voice is like a present when you've been gone for so long.
how i wish you understood how much i adore you.

(a.t)