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Violet Jul 2017
Did you fall out of our love the way you'd fall out of a bed?

Did it happen really quickly like a hard blow to the head?

Did it happen in the night when you awoke from restless sleep?

Did it weigh just like a secret that was far too hard to keep?

I look back and feel I should have seen this coming all along

But I know I was afraid of losing all we had become

And now I feel like all the moment's that we shared are tinged with doubt

I just crumpled up our hopes and dreams and threw the ****** thing out

Cause it never seemed quite like you just to leave at moments glance

The way you talked it seemed as though our love had really stood a chance

And I guess this is the place where we should go our separate ways

But I left you twenty voicemails saying I need you to stay

But you never called me back and I don't think you ever will

All the promises we made and I am reeling from them still

It seems you fell out of our love and if I don't see you again

I only hope that you look back and see what came before the end
Violet Jul 2017
Us
It's the look upon my face when I have nothing left to hide

When I've stumbled through the words that hold the truth I keep inside

When I'm holding both your hands and we are running low on time

And we've taken it upon ourselves to act like that's alright

When I'm thinking you could use a shave and I should probably eat

And we're trying to piece together when's the next time we will meet

I won't act like this is a burden, that this hurts more than it heals

I'll make the most of every breath and question if this is real

I will walk away so slowly just to see you for one moment more

And I'll whisper that I love you as I slowly close the door

But I don't think that you heard me as my eyes cloud over with doubt

Or maybe I just stumbled over my words on my way out
Violet Jul 2017
And somehow I know I am living even Though living has not been so great

And sometimes I think I was happier when I had lost all but half of my weight

And could not string the simplest sentence together or fuse all the thoughts in my head

And couldn't hold more than ten pounds in my hands and when sleeping, I looked as though dead.

When my fingers looked old and were covered in cracks like the sidewalks that I used to run

When my body was screaming in protest and lapsed Into habits that can't be undone

When silence is almost like sound in the dark And when sound becomes something you fear

And summer heat felt akin to freezing to death and the looks you get drive you to tears

I am breathing right now And my skin is not dry And my stomach is not filled with air

And the darkness is closing in tightly around And there's sounds but I know nothing's there

And somehow I know I am living right now even though living has not be so great

And I know that I gained back a part of myself When I let myself put on some weight

— The End —