My mind is empty
I draw a blank
You hold back tears
As I walk the plank

You want to be my savior
But **** if you only knew
I'm too far gone for anyone
Yeah, especially you

I would rather die a thousand deaths,
rolling in despairing agony
while the blood leeches from my eyes
and skin is flayed from bone,
than taste another of your bitter kisses.

i bet even after all this time
that if my chest were to
ache with emptiness enough
like it used to i could go to your house
and find the outline of our bodies
on your dark blue bed sheets
i have spent the last year
both trying to run from you
and find you at the same time
but i left everything i knew
about falling in love
on that mattress and
it's still settling there
like dust and
all i can do is write about you
until it comes back to me,
or by some kind of miracle,
you decide to.