i‘ve grown completely
numb to any sort
of emotion or feeling,
all because you crushed
me to pieces and never
bothered coming back
and picking them up.

melancholy songs,
half empty double-deckers
and heavy raindrops
are the things that
remind me of you.

i like the way
your blues sparkle
every time you laugh
and how that dimple
on your right cheek
appears whenever
you grin. i like the
way you run a
hand through your
blonde hair and how
you like to lick your
lips every once in a
while. i like the way
you manage to look
adorable and cool at
the same time. but i
don't like the way we
don't match, we don't
fit. i don't like the way
we come from completely
different worlds, worlds
that cannot even collide.
and i absolutely loathe
the way you make me
feel things i don't want
to feel right now, the
way you make me **happy.

your bright smile
is something dark
to talk about.

when i write,
i go to the darkest place
in my heart and
i let it sing.