I think you should know that when I say something stupid I do it because it makes you laugh
Sometimes I think that maybe, if not during, but maybe in between those moments where your chest shakes at my clumsiness, you'll think I'm cute again.
The first time you broke my heart I tried to ignore it, like maybe if you never happened, if I never even stopped to think about it, I wouldn't ever feel empty.
So picked up speed barely stopping to breathe
I didn't want to feel what it was to be broken
And I felt myself too young to make an mantra of you just yet
It was nine days before freshman year and I couldn't afford to look weak, but the wind beneath my wings teased the open wounds with a bad taste and you told me you missed me before I fell out of the sky.
Sometimes I wonder if we would have started differently would you still be by my side
The second time you broke my heart, I knew it was coming from the way it sat on my chest
And I tried to love myself back together but ****** kid, its like you knew exactly how to undo me
And I wanted to burn every song that made me think of you but they kept on playing new ones the radio until every love song made me want to cry. And I thought the wind would come for me again.
The second time you broke my heart, I wasn't nearly naive enough to try to pretend it wasn't happening. I let myself feel every vibration from each word that said I never made you happy
And I didn't understand how you got to be such a good liar.
I still turn off the radio when love songs come on sometimes but I've stopped waking up empty from thinking of you
so I think thats fair
When you kissed me, I almost couldn't help but kiss you back, but I couldn't sell my soul to cheap teenage instinct like that. So if being friends with you means you calling me stunning, Ill take it but I don't trust it.
Yesterday you said I made you happy, and I still have hard time trying not to believe you
The sunset calls out my name like clockwork and the colors aren't less beautiful even when I cannot call you mine. I hope its a metaphor for me, or for anyone else who feels empty sometimes too.
Alternate title: I wore my heart on my sleeve so you would see how it beat for you but I never thought you'd be the one to rip the seams