The morning was an" I love you" and the night was an "Im with someone else now." .

It looks like I should start  standing  for something about now because I really do fall for everything.

Who do you tell that you need them
When supposedly someone else needs them more ?

Who do you run to when you want to run away but you  know you need to stay ?

Where do you go when you've been everywhere but no one wants you anymore ?

How can  I feel anything but abandonment when everyone lies about their love for me?

My brain might be drowning in alcohol and thoughts but I sure as hell can say even though you left you haven't left my mind. And I drank this whole bottle of ***** to try and wash you out but all it did was magnify how much I miss you. Ive tried just about everything but you're still in my head and I'm not in your arms.

I'm just surprised chest hasn't collapsed from all of the times I've had a racing heart
I'm surprised my eyes haven't floated out with all of these tears
I'm surprised my fingers haven't fallen off from my constantly shaking hands
I'm surprised I'm not in a mental hospital due to the fact that there are constant signs that I'm broken but no one seems to notice.

I never knew that the instinct that is supposed to save my life would destroy me

You told me you'd never leave  but situations change, obligations change, priorities change. People change. I am unchanging and that's why I'm suffering. The place that I'm standing has had many visitors. I am a land mark and you were one inspired tourist but you're a tourist for a reason. Many people are interested for a moment but they find better sites to see as if I'll be on display forever. And maybe that says something about the way I live my life, but that says something about everyone. We are different. Changing and unchanging.  Long lasting but never permanent.

A:Just speak and you shall be heard.
  
B:My dear it is not a simple trial. To be heard you must have faith and I,  my dear am the most faithless of them all. To be heard you have to be brave and I,  my dear  am not as brave as I was when I was just a new soul.

A:Well my love how do you expect to be heard if you don't have a voice?

B:Honestly my dear I lost that when I was screaming out my love for life maybe that's why I hate it so much.