You are a lingering pain in my heart
That aches with each step I take
Trying to escape you is pointless
Your everywhere but then your nowhere
Sometimes I believe you've finally left my head,
But I always forget I gave you a key, though you never bother to lock the door anyways,
You sneak in with quiet footsteps, I barely register that you're even there
Then memories swarm my thoughts like a cloud of moths.
You are a throb on the right side of my head.
Every waking moment I still hear your heavy breaths
Which turn my days into headaches.
You remind me of the time I broke my cheekbone, a bone that cannot be fixed, a bone that will always be broken.
You pour out of my mouth everyday saying things I don't mean, to people I care about.
Somehow you ruined me.
And I can't seem to ruin you.

Love can be as simple as the dust on your bedside shelf. Its easy to get rid of, all it takes is a little effort but sometimes a little effort is too much

Hell isn't as bad as it seems
Our only **Escape is a dream
Love was never A permanent solution
We thought it was Real
Time took away all our smiles
Breathing isn't an option
You were Ruthless for another word
But my days were slowly Ending
And you couldn't bear the pain
So you Killed my heart by not speaking

You are a balloon, swaying away in a ******* hurricane.

Its been eight months and three days since i last saw your face.

I've been dreaming about this day since then.

I felt something in the pit of my stomach, bubbling to the surface, similar to butterflies. Im not quite sure. It felt more like my organs decided to burst at that very moment. And my lungs caved in, as if somehow in that two seconds of blindly staring, I was brought out to sea.

And you walked right through the front door.

My expression was dull, and blank. But inside it was a hurricane, rain storming from my eyes, blood tsunamis flooding my insides, my thoughts twisted and turned until they formed tornados, my finger tips charged with electricity, my heart was thunder pounding harder with each beat until it was ready to explode.

But my face was slack, completely untouched.

You lifted your head, the way you sometimes do, as if to say hello.

I was completely numb.

Its been eight months and three days since i last saw your face.