i'll write you a note someday
it'll speak about what i love
about what i regret
and who i miss.
in that note I'll probably tell you that i'm sorry,
sorry that we couldn't co-exist when you were in trouble
sorry for the fact that i loved you and probably never got to tell you.
i'll write a note hoping it keeps you going
celebrating suicide Sunday with a smoke, a smile and that note in your lighter pocket.
i'll write the note and give it when i leave
and I'd have to gather up to courage to say goodbye.
you see i live investing my time in the broken as i forget about myself.
so the more i write to you, the more i write about you, the more time i dedicate to you
the better i am
no that's a lie I feel too much for you to ever get better
but at least i selfishly forget myself to feel you
Your memories
Your burden
Your joy
so yes i'll write you a note saying how i hope you'll forgive me for thinking everything has such great importance, hoping that maybe for once you'd be selfish.
I'll write you a note
And it will say I love you written in code at the end.

the burn on my tongue
takes me back to maybe the most natural conversation I've had.
the burn on my tongue
hurts
but gives me a comforting feeling
I've never been more perplexed.
i hate you but I don't
because the burn on my tongue is just like you
bitter sweet agony
loving memory
of painful mockery.
what is it with you?
is it your face?
your way of doing things?
your issues?
I'm in the wrong place
But I know that if I leave i'll miss you.
I don't know what to ******* do.
You're the person that brings and takes away my smile.
You're the one who makes me feel... real.