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Yes, I can stay here just like this,
And keep doing this to myself over and over, forever.
Eventually my mind will break.
Eventually I'll lose it and I can stop loving you like this.
Every single word that burns my ears leaves them ringing,
Because each time you do,
I know that's the last time I'll hear it.
Eventually I'll be deaf.  
Then I will stop hearing your song.
Then I can stop loving you like this.
Eventually I'll learn to associate your name with pain,
So that I flinch back at it,
So that I'm scared to come around,
All that will be left is a rainbow over a dead, burnt, empty field, amidst a gray sky,
And I'll wonder why it continues to shine it's colors in the darkness,
So deep light cannot escape it,
Then you will not reach me,
Then I can stop loving you like this.
You
I still think of* you,
Late at night,
When I can't sleep right.
~
I still dream of
you,
In my grasp,
When loneliness refuses to unclasp.
~
I still long for
you,
By my side,
When my tears have dried
~
I still cry over
you
Every waking second,
When my beating heart beconds.
~
I still can't forget
you,
Every single day,
When I say I'm okay.
~
Why,
Is everything still,

**You?
We really have no idea what's going on in eachothers lives anymore. For the most part I think I'm doing better on my own, by that I mean us not talking... It's hard, I can't lie, this piece sums up alot of what I'm going through on the most basic level.
These pieces don't help me like they used to, back in the day, but I guess it's a good way to say things I wouldn't usually be able to.
I hope you're doing okay, I hope you're happier now and with people who improve your day, mood, happiness and life. I'm trying to do the same for me...
I look forward to counselling, and to being in a better place, atm I don't know what for, who for or why I am living, so finding a reason will do me good.
Rett Feb 2018
Me
I am a Cliche
I love art and am very reserved
I am bisexual and love to yell it off rooftops
I love video games
I love to read
I am in Love with

You
You are Independent
You walk by me in the halls and Smile
You the locker next to mine and
You are the one I spend my weekends with
You have let me into your bed, tho nothing happened
I wish it did
You are into other girls
You do not love

Me
I tried to tell you once, remember?
You thought I was joking
I Hear your name and blush
I think of our conversations... should I have said that?
I sit in your bed and realize that "This" is never going to be a reality
I lay in my bed and cry about

You
You look at Her
You see Her in class and smile
You hear Her name and Blush
You got her a necklace...
I don't know why, but when I heard that... I felt a ping guilt
You don't look at

Me
I fantasize about you and me
I Feel the hot shame of loving You
I want to stop loving you
I love

You
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V2kx4K_h2Sg
In silence I suffer, drowning.
Losing the fight, falling.
~
On the surface, calm.
To everyone else, happy.
~
Beneath it all, hurting.
They know I'm lying, breaking.
~
I want you to see I'm okay, even if I'm not.
That way things'll be better, even if they're not.
~
Convince myself over and over, even if I don't believe it.
Tell myself everything will work out fine, even if I don't believe it.
~
I'm fine, no I'm not
I'm happy, no I'm not
I'm grateful, no I'm not
~
I don't accept this, yes you do
I hate you for this, no you don't
I don't blame myself**, *yes you do
*I do not know anymore, only when I think about how I am okay, do I stop feeling okay. Perhaps I need to just not think about it at all*
Ollie Jan 2018
I don’t want to die because I’m sad
because I wouldn’t say that i’m sad.
I’d say I’m depressed.
Being depressed is so much more than sadness.
Being depressed means not wanting to get out of bed
not wanting to be around people
being scared all the time
worrying when there’s nothing to worry about,
and above all, being tired.
Everything that happens make you tired.
Getting up and getting dressed takes half your energy and making it to work on time?
Forget it.
you've lost yourself
this is part of the book i'm writing
hayley robertson Dec 2017
I’m sorry
I don’t know what was your fault
or what was mine
And I don’t know why at the time I acted the way I did because I was definitely at fault
But all I know is I’m asking for forgiveness
I crave forgiveness
I need forgiveness just as I need to breathe

I’m not sure if you feel the same way
And I don’t know if I’ll ever know
Oh the wonder
So I’m writing this in case you stumble over it one day
Oh the anticipation

I need my friend back
A friendship was broken on that day along with many things
But most importantly a friendship
And I have been searching and seeking for something that will fulfill that position of a best friend and nothing has come along
Nothing is good enough

I just need my friend back
Someone to talk to at the end of the day
But that was ruined and for that I need to say I’m sorry
Once upon a time, you had a knight.
He protected you, day and night.
Strong, kind and as charming as the moonlight.
Your best intentions, never left his sight.
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Once upon this time, you have a mistake.
He did all he could, to ensure your heartbreak.
Cold, unnerving and as conceited as a snake.
Your best intentions, left far in his *wake.
Yep, people change.
Sorry I'm not the man I used to be...
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