I looked at my best friend I told him Don't you ever lose the love of your life.
I looked at my best friend Dead in his eyes While a bitter tear ran down from my eyes to my cheeks to my lips and told him Don't you ******* break the heart that beats more for you than it does for herself Don't you lose the love of your life.
you'll regret it you'll wish you got run over or that a bullet pieces your forehead you'll wish that the moon would just fall on you.
Every beautiful memory you had with her will be played in your head on a loop over and over until you feel nothing until your numb.
Then you'll start living in the past you'll keep wanting it more and more you'll be depressed.
you'll start thinking of other people entering her life you'll wonder which guy will occupy the space in that heart that was yours any guy another guy a new guy a guy that isn't you.
then you wont know what do to all the ******* will just clash in your mind and you'll just sit there Numb Depressed Broken Anxious
the next you know you'll tie a noose around your head taking your own life
Then you'll meet the angel that tore herself to bits watching you do this to yourself
Rather be broken than be whole Rather be sensitive and full of emotion Not worried about my pride Not worried about my dignity All I care about is my soul my heart my spirit
I love writing I love chess I love being positive I love people I love life I love music Most importantly I love love
I love the way people fall head over heels for each other I love the idea of hugging and squeezing being so close yet never feeling close enough
It amazes me the way we change our routine and lifestyle the way we adopt new hobbies all these just to be noticed
I love how love can take a broken hopeless person and make them whole again
I love how we blindly and stupidly follow certain people Dance along to their songs Sing along with their lyrics Synchronize our heartbeats to theirs
I love how everything would remind us of them How every love song reminds us of the extra miles we would go for them How a beautiful orange red sunset would remind us of the beautiful canvas that we painted for them with our blood just for some attention just for some affection
most of the time all will go unnoticed and that is fine we'll just be broken and ready to be loved and healed by someone who truly deserves us