I'm going to run away and find you. And you will love me again, for 12 hours. And once it hits the last few seconds- I'll say my last statement. "I love you." Grab the blade, slit my throat. and bleed out- in your arms. Thats my dream. » Continue Reading
The need to have you by my side. whispering such nice things, doing all those tender things to me, but in reality I'll never hold that, and i don't think- it could ever be mine. » Continue Reading
SENSITIVE POEM. Your in front of me, gosh you look so pretty. But sometimes I wonder, how much prettier you'd be If I were to slit your throat. I love you, I really do. But sometimes I believe that it may be better if you were dead. I want to cut » Continue Reading
Are you still there? Haunting my every move, your always on my mind- and I hate that. I hate that even after everything you did, I still think about you. That empty space in my heart, still misses you. I don't like feeling this way, It's not like I wanted to. So, I just tell everyone I » Continue Reading
I can't stop crying, not for friends, or for family, but for you. You were the only one who made things feel okay. Now you're gone, and nothing feels right. I keep waiting for something to fix it but deep down, I know you're not coming back. And I don't think » Continue Reading
You said some things, but not enough. Not the kind that gives me ease if we're really done or just drifting. Am I single now? Should I stop hoping for you to come back? You gave me words but left out the answers. And now I'm stuck between holding on and letting go, » Continue Reading
Are you gone for good? or simply just temporarily? The silence doesn't help. But, If this is goodbye, just tell me. But if you're ever coming back.. I'll wait. » Continue Reading
I'd rather be hurt by you than feel okay with someone else. Because even if you hurt me, It feels like something real. No one else can make me feel the way you do- and I don't think I want to stop. » Continue Reading
I meet new people, I laugh at new jokes, I pretend to start over. But my heart somehow manages to stay behind- stuck on your smile, your laugh, all those talks we had, trapped in what we were. No one feels like you. And I'm tired of pretending they could. » Continue Reading