It seems as if my absence didn't do anything to you, but your absence in my life made insanity, anxiety, and depression even more present.
I used to silence your demons but it seems you passed them off to me.

I wonder whose arms I would run and fall into if I were drunk in a room with everyone I have ever loved

I have everything, honey
*Except a **** to give about you

The same person that broke you
**can't fix you

I was happy,
Weird feeling
After all this
Time passed
I can still
Feel the side
Effects but
They fade
Rather quick

No mix of the 26 letters in the alphabet could ever
Fathom how much I love you
How much I miss you (all the time)
How much you mean to me
How much you matter
How much I'm proud of you
Just please don't go
*PLEASE DON'T GO

"All we do is hurt each other"

Someone once said that the moment you stop to think about whether you love someone, you've already stopped loving that person forever.

you drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, "That was fine". And your life is a long line of fine.

How lucky are you to have two hearts in your possession
Yours and Mine
While my chest is hollow and echoes every step I take
Reminding me of the horrendous thoughts I have
I couldn't say "it's your loss, you lost someone who loves you and cares for you unconditionally"
While I am left with broken pieces of myself I don't even recognize
I know what I lost exactly and I'll always want it back
It feels more like a curse than a blessing to have a caring heart full of love
And a mind set on undying hope for the impossible

Living in the past and scared of the future that I cant live in the present happily

We exchange empty stares
Full of feelings still felt
By both of us, but kept
Hid deep inside thinking
It'll make the pain go away

"I'll never leave you"
"I'll always love you"
"I don't want to hurt you"
But you did leave
And you don't love me
And it always hurts,
Everything you do hurts

I thought to myself why we couldn't be friends
It isn't because you can't be friends with an ex
It isn't because I still love you or you still love me
It isn't because we haven't moved on
It isn't because we're both depressed and think we are both better off
It isn't because I miss you, my best friend
It isn't because the memories flood back every now and then
It isn't because you want to leave reality
It isn't because I have too much to worry about besides the ghost of you
It's simply because sometimes when people grow, they grow apart
But we are both withering and worse off
So tell me again, why can't we be friends?

Even forever wouldn't suffice as enough time with you

I feel that
I can tell you
Anything and
Everything

"I feel like I'm in the wrong world. I don't belong in a world where we don't end up together, I don't."

"There are parallel universes out there where this didn't happen. Where I was with you and you were with me. And whatever universe that is, that's the one that my heart lives in."

"Why does it feel so impossible to let you go? It's an addiction, you know. That's all it is. It's a biochemical addiction. It's so stupid."

You told me you'd love me until the end.
Which begs the question, are we now dead?

"That's the problem with relationships. You change the other person."

I've been teared apart, destroyed, hurt, and broken
The constant hell I've been living in is (has been) home
And it's sad to realize it's comfortable to be so numb

You're killing me but you're why I'm trying to stay alive

Anyone can leave your mind, but your heart . . .

I miss holding you
And you holding me back

"I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke"

they aren't worth your tears,
your precious time,
your perfect body,
your unconditional love,
your happy smile,
your sleepy face or sleepy voice,
your late night thoughts,
your weird laugh,
or how in love you are with the rain
and that one band, or
how your eyes glow when you sing
or that one shirt you wear way too much,
or how your eyes sparkle when you stare into space

you deserve the world,
my friend

i feel just like i did in June
and that's the worst i could feel
but i guess that it's okay
because i already knew that
*everything ends

I feel like I'm supposed to know how to handle myself but I don't

Look me in the face
Tell me you don't love me
That you don't care anymore
That I mean nothing to you
That you want your stuff back
That you don't want my stuff anymore
Don't give me those little glances in class, or in the hallway, or in the cafeteria
Look into my eyes
And tell me

it's f
       a
        l
           l
                   i
                n
             g

                              a                             p                a                    r           t

Maybe we'll meet again, when we're slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I'll be right for you and you'll be right for me. But right now I am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.

Razors pain you
Rivers are damp
Acid stains you
and drugs cause cramps
Guns aren't lawful
Nooses give
Gas smells awful
*You might as well live

In a dark room in cold sheets
I can't feel a **** thing
I lost myself
Between your legs
Your medicine is in my head
You know I'd rather be alone
But then you call me on the phone

Oh the habits of my heart
I can't say no
It's ripping me apart
You get too close
You make it hard to let you go

I tell myself, I like that
When you tie my hands behind my back
You're confident I'll give you that
But if you love yourself, you can **** yourself
'Cause I'd rather be alone
But you're fragmented in my bones

Oh the habits of my heart

Love is never enough

Leave before they love you
Or
Stay until they don't anymore

It's kind of a head **** honestly
How I can love and love and love
And not stop
No way, no how
No matter how bad you've hurt me
It's funny, actually
How "just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin" (Frank Sinatra)
And I feel better
Inevitably, I just do

But you also tear me down
I want to die, but I want to live
*I'm trying

Home is wherever I'm with you

Improve your reality
Or lower your expectations