WILL YOU JUST TELL ME YOU DON'T LOVE ME?
Don't beat around the bush.
I'm tired of asking flower petals if you've truly fallen for me.

My garden is bare and these flowers, they were RARE
and YOU, well you just
you just..
stand there....

I'm ****** and your hollow and I'm flooding the streets
oh won't you follow my feet and walk in love and bravery?

I'm tired of asking flowers if we've truly fallen
OH BUTTERFLY TONGUE, DRINK EVERY OUNCE OF MY POLLEN.
My being is bare and you
you're still standing there..

YOU MAKE ME MOVE YOU MAKE ME MASSIVE
as the EARTH
YOU ARE THE AXIS
so I am BOLD AS LOVE as I ask this.....
Do you feel me?
Do you feel this too?

Cause it's cold and bitter and the petals are rotting and we..
Well, we're still just standing here...

We might walk away
split in two until the month of May..
but when we finally feel fine and the "how are you?"s end with "doing okay"s
we'll say
I've missed you
I still love you
you won't reject me when i ask to kiss you....

I leave things behind everytime and I find, my heart,
I've lost it within you..
and it's just bleeding there
beating against your ribs like a xylophone
while you
well you're just standing there
and i'm just bleeding there
and you're still just standing there.......

I see you nearly every day and every times a curse
  
I see you with your judgmental smile and your eyes that cause people to flinch in pain

You walk around like your a giant in a world full of ants  

You trough people under the bus to get what you want, you dance in front of people so that you get every last drop of attention    

I guess its my fault for letting you get to me but I can't help it when I dance and you look at me I feel myself physically shrink

But what's sad is that once you've got that attention and you forced everyone into a black hole of insecurity

You have nothing left because all your so called "friends" hate you they speak to you out of pity.

And the sick thing is I end up feeling sorry for you and it makes me angry because you don't deserve that you deserve exactly what you've got.

And yet I find my self feeling sorry for you once again because your an empty shell and that's all you'll ever be

We got close.
I liked you.

I told you my story.
I liked you more.

You told me your story.
I loved you.

You got a girlfriend.
You loved her.

I became more depressed.
I smiled for you.

You made me promise.
I promised.

You're just another person I will promise to get better for.
But that really just means that I'll hide it better next time.

7:26am
is where it all began.
Angry words were being thrown
back and forth between a woman
and a man.

A little girl woke up from her dream,
as she heard her name in between those screams.
Tears spilled from her eyes as she began to cry,
asking questions that mostly began with why.

7:26am
a tale of two lovers comes to an end,
leaving a girl with a broken heart
that cannot be mend.

*(n.d.)

A silence with you
Is not
a silence

But a moment rich
with peace