is to waste the last of my energy. as i lay broken and exposed on a cold floor, i cry until the heat on my skin is enough to shatter the building.
to try
is to tear out the hearts of pure people. as i burn too bright to handle, i darken the souls of angels.
to try
is to make the stolen kisses last too long. a kiss on the lips of that gorgeous girl, knowing she's a *****. a kiss on the lips of that perfect boy, knowing he's to be married soon enough. a kiss on the lips of death, knowing that there's no reason to continue.