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I watch you cry sweet silent tears
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i don't want to be me anymore! i am so sick of all these thoughts, all this thinking.
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i won't be such a pathetic
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even when everything is going just fine sometimes i sit and think about everything that isn't
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you know that place, it's kind of quiet
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You stood there, shutting out the world I closed my eyes, closed my eyes
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I sit here and remember everything that we've been through together... you've watched me cry so many times, and you always made me laugh.
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i tried to tell myself i didn't have feelings for you anymore but then you walked in and i realized
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There's a pain in your heart that hurts you so much you've stopped thinking; it makes you weak in all the brokenness.
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i hold an hourglass with ashes like the sands of time and the moon glows
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tomorrow when i wake up, it's going to be my last day of high school,
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i watch the stars as they pour silver hearts into a wild darkness,
restless with their burdens, the casting of a hundred dreams.
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the space between the stars is so cold that it burns an icy fire in my veins
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I open the door to my heart for you, feeling you step over the threshhold, your feet echoing across the hard floor as you walk deeper into
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l is for the way you loved me but it never lasted
e is for the way you made me feel like i was your everything
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If you asked me to tell you what time it was I couldn’t tell you. If you asked me to tell you why I did it, I’d have no answers.
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they shine like milky orbs of light floating above our heads
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I would lie awake every night jump from the rooftops
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sitting here in french not doing my homework as usual
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you stand before me arms open and waiting
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12 pm
sounds like greasy chi bags opening
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3 am is the dampness you feel on spring nights
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I wish I could tell him how I want to curl up on the rug
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I wanted to be writing in my notebook But I’m out of paper
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for you, if I could find enough,
give a hundred of our truths
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there's a symphony of silence in the background,
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i was caught up in a million memories, and each line from a book i lived as my own
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its as if you're floating, feet never reaching the ground
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how can we be so far apart?
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no matter how many times i try to wash it away i can still smell
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another wave of fire grows higher flames caress the treetops,
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there's another twisted smile
it's the reason you can't hide
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