Your mistreatment taught me
how I deserve to be treated -
at least better
than you ever did.

Them: How do you know that you've finally gotten over your ex?

Me: When the drunk version of me laughed at the idea of texting them
late at night!

Today I decided to write a trilogy about the woman I loved and still do love.

Something I never shared with others before.
Perhaps because I trapped us into a pretentious bubble for years.
Amongst other things.

I would have left me too.

While at times she had no room to breathe.
She loved me, and all my undiagnosed baggage.
She listened to me,
she made me feel safe.
Something no one has made me feel in years.

I've written about a few but never her.

Whether she comes back to me or not,
She's the only person I've ever loved.

people's touch always burns and hugs are so ******* short-lived. i hate them. what is the point if u are not going to hold me for the whole night while i stain every shirt and *****. no point. hugs are just another form of abandonment. understanding can be found on the inside - i will say to myself and others. but inside there is only the stale air of tonight, an image of a teenager kicking an ill kitten, me as a child and people's quiet, strong contempt towards me. i feel lied to. and the beach of tomorrow is my last sanctuary

You asked me to leap But the faith wasn’t there
This jump offers nothing but pain and despair

The illusion is broken Like a mirror on the ground
The shards of our past are scattered around

I try to decipher why it went bad
While time marches forward through happy and sad

One too many times
my heart has been broken

Now when love calls my name
my response is unspoken

You lifted me up to high mountain peaks
Now that you’re gone, the future is bleak

How will I ever love somebody new
When all that I want is to be with you

you were right in front of me
but i missed you so bad
like you're not there

you only wanted to be loved
why can't i give it
why can't we
to each other