3:30- Laying on my bed ****** as **** thinking about your hands (i can't breathe properly)Delivered 3:40- One day you'll stop answering the phone when I call and I'll never hear you call me baby love again (i hurt in places i can't touch)Delivered 3:50- I say I love you even when you're not listening and I've learned to be okay with that (can't stop shaking)Delivered 4:00- I want out of this place I want to be where you are (save me)Delivered 4:10- And if you ever start to hate me, which you should, remember that I hate me more but never as much as I love you (I will always love you)Delivered 4:20- I apologize in advance if one day I'm drowning in ***** and spilling my tears into your voicemail (please pick up)Delivered 4:30- Suffocation in the form of thinking about someone else touching you (i can't ******* do this)Delivered 4:40- I like to think that you can't live without me too, I'm always here when you decide to come back (stay)Delivered 4:50- I'm talking out loud like you're still here but this sadness is weighing down my chest (and you're not here)Delivered 5:00- Find me drunk at 2 am counting the stars and naming them after you (you always leave me breathless)Delivered 5:10- I can't love you quietly im sorry you should never love a poet who vomits up there emotions and holds up the mess for reading (numb)Delivered 5:20- I'm missing you in every moment like you are air and I am drowning (do you miss me too?)Delivered 5:30- Who will walk me through losing you if you're who I would go to? (I have no one now)Delivered 5:40- My hands are pens, I want to write novels on every inch of your skin and I want to write my secrets on your lips (I hope you don't ignore my texts)Delivered 5:45- I've seen you 2 am crossfaded, 3 am panic attacks, 5 am endless tears, 6 am no coffee, and you have always been beautiful to me (always will be)Delivered 5:50- Loving you is loving the way the world turns and loving you is loving sunsets and loving you is easier every day (I ******* can't stop loving you)Delivered 5:55- Sometimes loneliness ices my blood so my heart is left stuttering in my chest (not much longer now)Delivered 6:00- The thing about aching is once it claws into you, for some reason, you want it to hold on and now I spend all of my time at home shaking at the seams and carving my name into the floorboards waiting for someone to ******* notice me. It used to be you. I miss you. **Not Delivered
You know how I like to do everything in 5 or 10 min. I love you.