I’m sitting in a room and it’s hot and I’m sweating, and I’m wondering why I didn’t notice these things when I was with you, as if you were an outlet I flowed my pain into.
Your words blocked out setting

I have to face my problems, because all this lying in bed with you in my head gets tiring
But if I thought it would make you come back, I would never leave.

Your neck was a canal,
Where every thought you had fell from your brain and flowed onto my chest,
circling my heart endlessly.
So now all that pumps through my body is you, not even the blood in my veins belongs to me.

In the beginning you told me you were lonely, the more comfortable I get with that feeling the more I realize your mouth was built of bandages, but your hands only knew destruction and I was too scared to kiss you

We both had fire for brains the only difference is you didn’t know you were brilliant.
I saw the glow, there was something burning in your head and even now knowing that fire wounds last so long
I would do anything to explore your mind again.

Is it too late to fix things?
Do you still think about me?
When you’re bored up in class?
Or has she turned your bones to ice?
Froze every river, passed her strength on to you
Made you live for the shiver


I think anyone could love you better