hearing the faint screaming and doors slamming used to be normal to me
I used to wait for you to come home but it always took days before you did
I used to feel lucky when you came home from "work trips"
and I used to love when you actually loved me
but now that you've left I know that what I was used wasn't right
thinking back hurts because I want to remember the great in you but all that comes to mind is the heart dropping feeling when you walked out on us
all of the doors you've broken in
all of the bruises and pain you've caused
I used to miss you
I no longer do

broken locks
bruised knees
borrowed lipgloss
rainy streets

pink pills
wasted morals
smoking kills
who needs normal

purple skies and
****** hands
ripped up pictures and
burning lands

broken hearts
danger ahead
I wasn't smart
I wish I was dead

I miss the warm fire on my face as I sat on your lap and intertwined my limbs within yours
you whispered beautiful things into my ear and I held on to you tighter wishing I could stay there with you forever
that was moment I knew you'd be the one to break me
you did