He was the type of boy who said
He wanted to fix you
But three months later you'll find yourself crying
On a bathroom floor because
You forgot that you were made of glass
And it doesn't take much to shatter your bones.

And he'll swear that he loves you but
In four months you'll be outside of the ER
Begging for painkillers that'll make you forget
How to breathe because you no longer want to feel
What it's like to be at war.

And one day you'll learn how to drown in bottles of liquor
Because you don't want to remember who you are but
The way he tasted
Will always be burned into the back of your throat and
No amount of ***** can wash away
The reminder that you still keep the back door open
Incase he ever decided to come home.

"And now I'm one step closer to being two steps far from you."

can you die from lack of affections -
asking for a friend
because if u can,
                               i think this is the end
How to survive Heartbreak 101.
                   you don't.
the ink stamp from your lips is forever in my heart
       book.
but it's ok,
no,
it will be though.
       euphoric feelings, that's what i took.
Now it's 2 am -
our prime time.
and i wait for you to call but i'm the only one on the line.

"please leave a message after the beep."

                         and i start to wonder.
do you miss me like i miss you.
  or am i blind and got attached to you.
to you,
to the memories,
to the nights we shared,

what did they mean?

     i'm sorry that i miss you, but it's cool i get to see you in my dreams.

hell. you are everywhere, every single where
i hate this so much.
you are everywhere and i hate this.
i hate you. at least i hope i do. i miss you though i never want to.

i could shut them conversations but how do i end those dreams?

if you didn't come to come why did you even come? why don't you leave
now that you're here to leave?

how am i supposed to cope with it every single freaking day?
and what about people who don't let me freely say.

i hate crippling like that and i know i don't want to die so
i know it will be okay but i don't want to take it anymore.

All the girls fall in love with you.
That's what you said.
So that's exactly what I did.
Like a cheap advertisement that makes you buy a shiny car,
Like a pusher-man who says, "just try it once, you won't get hooked...it's free anyway so what's the harm?"
I fell right into your trap.
I'm surprised I can even still walk
I've fallen so many times for the sweet talk.
When will I finally learn.
Play with fire and you're bound to get burned.

I want to get so drunk I forget my own name.
The problem is, I think I'd still remember yours.
I've done everything I can to forget you except forget you,
and I don't think it's ever going to work.