****. It's ironic how empty I am because I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry. The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told me you didn't love me any more and lava flooded my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping. I had stars in my lungs but I burned them all out with the cigarettes I was smoking to get you the **** out of my throat. The flowers growing at the bottoms of my stomach are dead. Apparently you can't water flowers with *****. I had the sky in my veins but it’s been pretty ******* stormy since I ripped them open. I had planets on the tip of my tongue but the debris from the shattered remains of "us" have been crashing into them. I was everything. And then I met you and we were everything. Now you’re ******* some old guy who gets high all the time and I'm a ******* mess.