You sleep a hundred feet away, soundly. And I am up until four a.m. trying to convince myself I am safe in this 11 by 16 room that is shrinking with every breath I take.
I am a blimp on your radar just some girl you tried to ****. But you, you are a constant reminder that I am not as sane as I should be
You are the cause of so many tears, the reason my hands won't stop shaking. I tell my friends, I'm cold, I'm cold. It's a hundred degrees outside. And I can't turn a corner without holding my breath hoping you won't be there.
Your smile is sharp enough to ****, and every time I see it I wonder how ******* can be so happy while laughter tastes like poison to me.