I love the way you look at me With blind admiration I love the way you kiss my lips When you had no idea what I want I love the way your face lights up With a smile as blood drips down your neck I love the way a needle makes you Flinch when I drive it home I love the way our perfection lies On a bed of quicksand
I love the lakes of fire That erupts in my stomach With every sip I love the faces that shift and change With no warning I love the way the classic white coat Hugs my body tightly I love your blindness most of all
I love that as I sit across the table With such dangerous thoughts You have no clue I love my schizophrenia I love that it’s not you
Not knowing, Does he miss me? When he thinks of me… Does he miss me? Or regret… The wrong we have done. Is it wrong to think he misses me? Not knowing… is killing me. My heart sinks deeper… As I wait, Not knowing…
This burning inside my chest is to much for me to take I can feel my heart beating hagard My lungs weeze From trying to breath through the pain my ribs crack under the pressure from holding in the sobs My throat twiches from the effort to hold in the words My heart is braking from the Absense from you
Eu gosto da forma como me olhas eu gosto da forma como danças e como o teu carinho me leva pelas estrelas
or is that too cliche? because I’m feeling a hundred other cliches rising to my lips as I attempt to describe...
I like the way your warm fingerprints trace the invisible paths along my arms And how your eyes light up when you listen or how your breath runs away when we’re pressed soft and hard together Scented musk and coconut
I like the time we spend in silence The soft fluttering I get just from looking into your eyes Makes me wonder what you might be thinking or feeling…
Your name snuggles against my contours caressing my shoulders seeping into my thoughts
This is me This is him Together me and him Our desinty’s collide Our world divides But we stay put Hand in hand And foot by foot It’s us not him and not me We’ll reach for the stars And the stars will set us free
Again this is not a love story This is me This is him This is us.
What we had didn't matter to me. Didn't mean anything to me. Without you I feel free.
Your touch of my skin didn't make me feel. Because I knew it wasn't real. You're nothing to me.
The words you said didn't captivate me. Enamor me. It was just an act, I'm sure you'll agree.
You were just a game to play. A heart to betray. You're worthless to me.
You're a ghost to me. At most you'd be, nothing more than a mind to ****. A stupid schmuck.
Sorry. Sorry. I just needed to lie for a second.
Because my lies are your realties. I'm done with the formalities.
It hurts. Because I cared and shared all that was the mess of me with somebody as unworthy as you because I thought I knew who you were and your intent with my heart.
I should've seen from the get that I was just another twit you could mold and fool.
I'm sorry. I just need to lie again. For a moment.
I'm fine now. I'm strong now. It doesn't hurt. I'm moving on. I'm better off. I feel alive. I'll be okay.
Sorry. Sorry. I just need to lie for a second.
I'm glad we had it. I don't regret it. I'm glad I opened up. I'm glad I shared my trust.