i just want to sit with you
in my room,
at a coffee shop,
or even just on a bench
with nothing but music in our ears
and compatible silences.

you're different.
for some unknown reason.
when i see you
i just get this sudden urge to
joke around with you
sing duets with you
or simply just talk.
there's just something about you
that drives me to feel things
i've never felt before.

The tears stream down like there’s no tomorrow,

While the thoughts in her eyes go on for miles.

No one understands this “phase”, as they call it.

No one cares enough to notice the truth behind her deep sighs.

i don't know why
i find it so difficult
to believe people
when they compliment me.
whether it's a
"you're adorable"
or a "you're so smart"
or even a "you're amazing, you know that?"
the voices in my head
just drown all that out
and remind me
how much i hate myself.
so i just look at them,
brush their words off,
and shake my head.

it's when you think you're over someone
when you actually aren't
and you fool yourself thinking
that you have moved on
so you latch on to the next guy
who calls you pretty
compliments you
and shows you the kindness you've always craved
but again, you're just fooling yourself
thinking you have a chance with the new guy
when the truth is,
the reason why you've been alone all this time
is because
you're not worth the fight.
so you feel petty and horrible
and cry yourself to sleep
then when you wake up
you try to move on again.
and the cycle repeats