Actually that really ******
I read the message right when you sent it. And it took me three hours to respond because I didn't know what to do. I mean it's all whatever but the news you delivered has really put a **** damper on my thought process. Coming second best has been the issue in the past three semi sort of relationships I have had and every time the weight gets heavier and heavier and it just *****. I hate coming in second. More than anything. It spurs my jealous blood stream. So I guess In future reference..maybe no reason is better than a reason to not want to see someone. For me it's the less I know the better. Because I think too much.

I want to be the reason you can't breathe
I want to be the reason you can't sleep
I want to be the person you wish for each night
I want to be the one who makes your heart take flight
I want to be the reason you're still here
I want to be the reason you live in fear
I want to be the one your heart tries not to miss
I want to be the one you're in love with

May you never find a garden ugly,
a day when music has no life,
may you always slave at your soul,
your perfect reflection;
a kiss in the festival night.

May you never meet a door unopened
in the corridors of love,
may you always pick at your plate,
your humble inflictions;
the death of the stars above.

May you never find an empty space,
a day when beauty has no sight,
may you always search the skies,
your ****** wisdom;
a kiss in the festival night.

My love didn't fade, smear or go away
To love me is a trade.
To give your heart away

To break it is a blade
Sharp and cold
Straight through my veins

Yes, please do ignore me.
My life's better without you.
Yes, please do avoid me
I like having power over you.
Sometimes I get tired of acting indifferent,
but it's not like you actually care.
I hope you continue to ignore me,
because I'm better off this way.

Who else finds a pause an irritating absence of speech?
like  every single Fullstop. is an area that is to far away to reach?
that every single absence of sound is a wall so high its impenatrable to breach
dependable scenarios are ones which are riddled with noise
chaotic and invaluable noise
because without noise and sound,
songs from lips and barks from hounds
our lives are cut too short,
because no longer am i able to retort

Pre
City noise drowned by my ears.
Rays of sunlight passed through leaves.
As cool breeze blew my hair,
I realize, I really wasn't there.

Peri
Inoculation started with titanium tips;
I looked elsewhere and thought real deep.
Anesthesia sunk down in my cheeks.
My face feel numb with swollen lips.

I think my mind wandered far enough,
Little me saying "Hey, I'm tough."
But my tongue tasted blood and rust.
But hey, I still do give my trust.

Post*
Continuously, he said, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
While bringing it back, after taking the ivory.
The familiar scent of isopropyl filled the air.
He gave me a specimen of the ivory that I once took care.

four of hearts and he whispers
"the best is yet to come"
Well, snap out of it.
think of sunshiney days on the Oval,
think of nights spent in your bed
think of blue skies
and smoke by the bridge

kissing on the couch,
heartbreak and PBR

He can’t dull the ache;
the sting which follows his phrase
“It’s not you, it’s me.”