Can I please just go home?
I don't want to exist anymore.
Everything
Just seems horrible.
I don't want to be here.
I don't want to do this.
I don't want to exist.

I keep you in my contacts just in case I build up the courage to call
but that thought alone is ridiculous

Though we are not in contact I sometimes forget that we’re not together at all,
So much for being meticulous

Am I going crazy for keeping your number saved or even being involved
With this love’s viciousness?

Cause when I love, I love hard and give it my all
To the point where it’s sickening

As I lay in bed while you pay a visit to my mind
Hoping that I somehow pay a visit to yours

I stare at the ceiling contemplating why you aren’t mine
Wishing that I was brave enough to hear your voice

I keep you in my contacts with the hopes that your name will glitter on my screen
I guess I need new contacts cause a future without us was something I couldn’t have seen

Even though I can delete your number I can’t erase our shared moments that are forever saved into my memory

I hope you remember me

I’ll keep you in my contacts just in case I build up the courage that’s long over due
Cause one day I will pick up the phone just to let you know I’m finally over you

When someone starts the "I love you's" (and you cringe)
knowing your friendship just ended by the words that just departed their lips.

I don't want you to love me.  I wanted to be a friend.  You don't know  how to do either.  

Sorry I don't want the spice of life you offer.  I'm swimming in my own **** actually.  But thank you for the advance warning that you **** and are totally gloom and doom.  

The habit isn't so far off after all is it?  Safer, kinder and just slightly twisted.

Not knotted up in ball binds and finger *******.  

Good on you....Good on you.

I did it
I regret it
I owned up to it
I apologized for it
and apologized for it
Apologized for it again
What more do you want from me?
What more do you need from me?
What else is there to say?
What else is there to do?
What else can I do?
I won’t apologize
I owned up to it
Regret nothing
I did it.
Done.

She was crying,
He was hurting,
Both for the same cause,
Yet they pretended like nothing happened,
And wore their lies wonderfully well,
So the other wouldn't know,
What buried 'neath their hearts,
That they thought were over,
But never fades.

How do you know.
How should I know.
How do they know,
and they do know.

Forward or back.
Leap or linger,
Gift or a curse.

Fear of falling.

I don't owe you
You don't own me
I don't need to explain myself
I've said my piece
Now move on