I still see faces like his wherever I go. It does not mean I still love him or constantly think about him, though. It means all the things I had thought was special in him could be found in anyone else; he is nowhere near irreplaceable.

When spoken words can no longer
Bear witness to the fire within me
Let the screaming silence be my ally
For it is a truer friend to a wounded soul
Than any whisper made at the devil's hour

This is how I want to remember you
With your lipstick on
Wrapped in your favorite dress
The sun ever so gently kissing you
Until the birds sing you the one song
You were meant to listen to
Will you be with me when I am gone?
I am sure you will be
After all, that is what you promised me
For I know you remember every promise
And keep every memory with you

I am both a young woman with sass
And a little ******* the verge of crying
They are both who I am
If you cannot handle both
You deserve none of me

This is me hoping
That I was the reason
You silently prayed
To a God
That you never believed in

Queen of the night
Calling for her prey
While drinking her sorrows
Sweet words and kisses
She will make you sing
Like you never before
Did she teach you well?
Have you learned your lesson?

A rose in bloom by day
A weeping willow by night
Half is what made me love you
Half is what made you leave

The feeling that I have been longing to feel
The longing that I have been feeling all this time
The arms that were meant to hold me close
The face that I have been looking for in the crowded room

It has always been you
Now I can put a name
To the dream that you were
And what you turn out to be

At the touch of love, everyone becomes absurd and silly.

There is an infinite number of reasons
To take my leave of your world
For an instance, our numbered days
The way you sip your liquor before dawn
Or the upbringing that has messed me up

With every passing day
I find new reasons to fly away
Perhaps into the arms of another
Or to a mystical land of the unknown

My time is running out, is it not?
I have been desperately delaying my own departure
In the faint hope that I may not need to go
Maybe suddenly I will be something to you

You said your goodbye to the thunderstorm
Perhaps when summer leaves
I will find my way to leave, too
One of us has to, anyway

I don't know why or how it came to be but at this very moment I find myself missing you.
I don't know what this means or what you mean to me. I don't even know what to say to you.
I don't know if you think of me the way I think of you, but I like the way you carry yourself around me.
I don't know if I could show you the less pretty side of me just yet, but I know at some point I will want to.
I don't know how you see me but I like to feel your eyes on me. I like how your gaze makes me feel.
I don't know if you are for real or not but I want to just enjoy any moment we may share.
I don't know why you treat me like this, why you keep to yourself, why your fingers fit between mine.
But I know that I wish I could see you again soon.

Your story is not mine
This I cannot deny
Your burden is not mine
This you will not share
Your heart is not mine
This I will not force
But do tell me, love
That your warmth
Will always be mine

Let's get tangled up
Between the sheets
And wrapped in sins
Irretrievably lost
Happily dying
All for you

I can hear your heart's roar
And the gentle whistle of your soul
It will be our home, you said
By the river underneath the pine trees
Your dreams entangled with mine
A cup of tea on an idyllic afternoon
Messed up sheets for a typical Sunday
My head is in the clouds, I know
But for a moment, I am home with you

I saw him and I felt something, almost like love, but it wasn't love at all.

He is gone
Though he was never here
To begin with

He is gone
When I am halfway through
Our unfinished tale

He is gone
Just as I am about to turn around
And give it another shot

He is gone
But I am here
And he is there

I would give you anything
As sweet as your heart's desire
But darling, please be gentle
And do not take my words
For they are all that I want
To keep as my own

Truly, the cheering crowd
And the blinding lights
Are the best places
To hide all your secrets
For no one will hear
The screams in your head

One day you will be a lovely memory of a period in my life.
One day I will wake to the sun smiling upon my face, knowing that the end is mine.
One day my songs will cease to be about you.
One day I will read your words out loud painlessly.
One day your smile will bring me bliss.
One day I will laugh with you at the we that we were.
One day your fingers will no longer make my heart stop.
One day I will not need to hide, for there is nothing to hide.
One day I will cherish all of this.
One day love will find me, as it will you.
One day, just not today.

Sometimes you kiss him well into the night
And sometimes when he holds you
You feel as if you are a memory
That he desperately wants to keep

He will never call you the love of his life
But when he makes you face the crashing waves
With his hand firmly holding yours
You know he will never need to

Let yourself be happy, even if only for a while. If it is meant to be, it will find its way. At this point you just need to let yourself be.

Hey, at least you are only physically ill. You aren't suicidal or depressed; not as much, anyway. If it makes you happy then go ahead and give it a shot.

A million dollar smile
Means it takes a hundred
Worldly, superficial things
To give the world
The smile that you must show
As a person of privilege

To love you is to forget the pain
And to just enjoy the memories
Through rosy-tinted glasses

It will be easy, no?

Tell me how to say goodbye without ever having had a real hello in the first place.

How does anyone conquer the demons in their head?
My heart and soul are aching but I know not how to tame them

Can I have just one thing in my life going on perfectly?