24 September 2010

I love you in a place where there is no space or time.

Why do you stay?

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23 September 2010

Oh, nymphet.

Maybe if my heart stops beating...

What's it like to love unconditionally?

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21 September 2010

I never want to cry in my sleep again.

You don't move at all
when I push you away
even when you know
I break everything I touch

19 September 2010

Back to nothing.

I have no one anymore.

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15 September 2010

Where do we go? Sweet child.

I still wear your shirt like it means something special, I still hope every text I receive is from you, I still fold my clothes and reminisce, I still use my teeth to put on the bracelet you gave me.

Everything yet nothing. Nothing yet everything.

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14 September 2010

Now I know it was only just a dream.

Was I sleeping awake, or awake while I was sleeping? Everything feels unreal to me because I'm just going through the motions. All that I've believed in is lost.

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13 September 2010

But, like the page of our scrapbook that I tore out, we'll always be damaged.

12 September 2010

I can't concentrate on my fucking homework.

I'm too busy rebuilding these walls up around me.

No we're not, I just dont want to see you.

Since I'm on a roll here, talking to myself..

Little things that annoy the living shit outta me #1:

You think it's okay to read my msges over my shoulder (and I let you do it), but I so much as glance at your phone and you tilt/snatch it out of my visual range.

I hate the internet.

the things i can't see are gonna kill me one day.

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I know you're going through a tough time now, but you won't talk, you won't tell me what's going on, when I ask, you semi-answer. It's one of those ridiculous things where being apart opens a floodgates of insecurities. I've let you in so much that you get me right where it hurts the most.

I have problems too, and maybe yours are bigger, but I can't wish mine away either. I want to make things easier for you, but I can't deny that your behavior is affecting me.

You say you felt like killing yourself. I can't even describe how I feel hearing that.

Talking to myself in circles.

I don't want to text you cause I'm being a baby and I think you're being a baby too. But last night I dreamt that I lost you and that I cried for weeks because I'll never have anyone like you again. You mean too much to me and that's fucking scary so I don't wanna text you.