you always said I lived right beneath your collar bone straight above your heart, not in it but over it I was only the supporting weight of one of your shouldersΒ Β I think I forgot to tell you that you were both of mine but I also feel you missing right at the center of myself I let you take up too much space
Maybe you replaced me by now you're whispering your secrets to some other girl or boy at any rate someone who isn't me or maybe you just put in a slab of iron in I wouldn't blame you it would be much easier to deal with than I am
is it even socially acceptable to cry in the shower over someone who hasn't contacted you in three weeks? Is that okay? I think I'll do it anyway The worst endings are the slow ones that drag out for weeks or months or years the ones that leave you wondering how one person can leave your life without a trace I would do anything to breathe the dust of your skin again you didn't even leave me that much
I miss you the way that you feel deep within yourself I told you that once I don't remember what you said but it wasn't what I wanted to hear
I love you and not the kind you think the kind that makes me smile at your voice and the kind that makes me feel safe in your presence the kind that makes me want to sit next to you in silence and listen to you breathe I love you as a human and don't get me wrong kissing you was great but I would take it all back just to have you here not with me but next to me