humans are like fruits
they start off small and get larger
while they are young they are not ready to be removed from their trees such as us from our homes, we have a protection of innocence and youth that shields us from the world, it covers the truth and evil inner thoughts developing, as we grow these things surface such as the bruises of the fruit, these are the damaged fruits that no one desires, the ones that get tossed aside without a thought, people only want the perfect fruits, the perfect people, but us, the ones with bruises dont get chosen, we rot away with the damaged fruit and get engulfed in the stage of life called death

I feel everything I feel
with such a strong intensity
that's why when I fall in love
I fall too fast and too hard
it's why when I fall out of love
i'm left recklessly abandoned
utterly ******
I feel with a different part of my mind
one that exaggerates every little detail
one that turns puddles to oceans
breeze to tornadoes
and me into someone who feels
just a tad too much

I could lay down with you for hours
share our deepest secrets
admire each others imperfection
and call it practically perfect

I could listen to this song on repeat
for hours and hours
drowning in the words that I hear you say
pulsing them throughout my veins

I could listen to you ramble and giggle
for hours and hours and hours
because I've never heard a sound
quite the same as the one escaping your mouth

I know i'm not much
but I want you to stay
and listen for hours and hours and hours
as we pretend to be your favorite films
500 days of you and I
and in that moment I swear we were...

please don't run away,
for hours and hours
i want you to stay

sometimes I notice that the snow falls comparably to how I do
and lands with the intention of staying awhile
so I stare in awe at the crystals of ice glistening
over a blank sheet of perfection
and maybe that's how you see me
but i'm freezing
i can't give you warmth and comfort
but that doesn't stop you
from laying down and making snow angels
that watch over me and make sure that
I won't be cold for much longer

im slowly fading away
the days are more bleak
people are less important
love doesnt exists
this is a lonely sickening feeling
watching myself drift from reality
the world that i once loved slowly
slipping off my fingertips
soon ill be gone and forgotten
forever