every time i see you, i feel as if i can take on the whole world.
you make my insides burst with the flitters of butterflies
and you make my smile touch the edge of space and
my laugh bubbles in the entirety of the air
surrounding us.

because of you, i feel hope rise in my chest.
you're like a whole new universe that i get to explore.
my fingertips caress the blackholes and supernovas you possess
and your eyes are a new experience in themselves,
like wormholes ready to take you to a far-away galaxy
every single time you look into them.

your hands are foreigners to my body.
they know not were to start or to end,
but they still are.
they know what to do as if they were programmed to
feel the vibrations on the soft skin of my back and
the tenderness i have everywhere around.

you could give me a million new words
and i'd spend countless hours trying to decipher them
with this newfound knowledge that you have given me.
how much do you know in that beautiful mind of yours?
how many brain cells do you possess,
you beautiful, intangible being?

your words keep me strong,
they keep me alive.
my heart beats stronger because of you, too.
every single fiber of my being feels stronger and healthier
and more in love with every cell that i possess.
because of you, i feel more alive than i ever have.

your touch is still so soft even with your resilient hands.
your eyes are like the eighth wonder of the world.
they soften my heart with the dips i take into their deep blue
oceans and the sea-foam green splashing inside of them.
and your lips could speak a thousand incoherent words and
i'd still smile because they were coming from your beautiful mouth.

because of you, i am falling in love with myself.
i'm not sure that i've ever done that before.
but i know this feeling inside of my chest and
while i am infatuated with you,
i am falling in love with me.
and that's more than i could ever hope for.

so thank you, my dear, for being this unknown universe that i
get to explore and for being someone who can help me
fall in love with myself.

I'm sorry I hurt you
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I want to be a ******* doctor
I want to fix people
So know that hurting them isn't really my thing
I feel like ****
I feel like ****
And I keep staring in my drawer
I pulled it out and I stared at it and I stared at it
I mean I deserve it right?
After being so **** hurtful
I deserve it right
No.
No it's almost been a year.
Just know I'm sorry
Know I'm not forgiving myself
Know I'm in pain too
Know I wish you'd never known me
Because then you wouldn't be hurt
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I am nothing
How could you fall for this
I am sorry
****

I didn't mean to fumble your ball, i'll make sure to catch it next time.
But sadly, there won't be a next time
I must brush off my uniform and move on
But that's harder than it sounds.

You call me an artist but i see it the other way around
I want to be at least apart of your pallet
Picking with a blindfold

baby, i know what i am and the life i live:
i sin and i sin and i sin and i sin.
don't act like we all don't know.
but there is a difference between
the sinner who works to change
and the sinner who just keeps
on sinning.