I keep thinking about you.
I keep on missing you.
Sometimes I get so **** scared that I thought I'll lose my mind.
I keep on reminding myself to forget you, though. Ironic isn't it? Remembering to forget.
But the hardest I try, the deeper I fall.

I keep on loving you.
I don't know why but my God, I do.

And I.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I keep pretending that I don't.

I Still Have These Pictures Of You On My Phone

It's been a while since I've talked to you,
it's like everything is done but it's not true,
I still sinned to myself because stucked in this blue,
just hope that everything will be fine not from me, or from you

neither hard to forget nor still loving you that makes me uncertain,
just this jar feelings poured by feelings in dozen,
maybe you're still in my heart,
which make it drop hard.

I won't confess, i won't tell,
i won't the tears come out,
tearing apart.

Hate to say this, because i already have the one.

Just maybe saying I Love You still cant solve anything.

I guess I'll lay on the floor in your clothes, listen to your favorite music and pretend you're here with me.

Also I'll watch the videos of you singing just so I can hear your stupid voice and listen to that amazing laugh.

I'll look at pictures to remind me of how good it once was, and how happy we once were.


I'm broken without you but you don't care. you have moved on, while I have just stayed here.

How long do I have to deal with an internal shitfest
How long will I think she's a good person
Will I ever look at her the way others do
My friend thinks she strung me along, too
He says he confronted her about it and she got quiet
She does that when she disagrees
She doesn't want to argue
She just likes agreeable people
She's incapable of being honest
Why do I still love this girl?
Because she's ******* beautiful

I could feel the blood running down my arms.
My legs.
My chest.
My back.

These old wounds were starting to bleed again.
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And it was when I thought of you.