arrow through my head, knife through my chest.
Dear the name that makes me smile,
It's been 2 months and 1,000,000 tears later and i have yet to lose my love for you. You are the person that embraced me with open arms, and held me close when i was down. You loved me for who i was, and i could never see that. I made you hurt when i constructed another red line upon my wrist.
I've thought your name at least 100 times a day, and i've whispered it in my dreams more than i should be able to. If thinking about you, is killing me, than i've died a million times. There is nothing i wouldn't give to be with you for one more day knowing it was before all this happened. To hear you tell me i'm the only one, and lay me down and kiss me all night until the very last minute that i may be with you still knowing we love. I want to show you that it is me who can make your life the best it will ever be, and it makes my eyes start to rain upon my heavy smile when i see you thinking that I doubt our existance in a time of being together.
It seems that everyone around me is happier than they could ever be, and i'm stuck inside, by myself, waiting for you to call. I would prefer some rainy days, to stand in the middle of the street, and let my hair down and put my arms out and twirl upon my feet. I want you to come out of nowhere and pick me up in your arms, and spin me around like this moment is what you've been waiting for. But instead i sit on my bed, writing your name. It's been at least 1000 pages and i still can't find a single thing wrong with it. I just want to know what was wrong with mine.
You used to call me yours, as if i were the reason for you being here. I'm lost within these pictures, of your smiling adorable face. Smile with bright green eyes that can burn through me like acid and your dimple that is the cutest thing i've ever seen, as youre telling my heart a secret. I never thought that these pictures would have to remind me of what we were. I wanted them to be memories that we had when we were young, and drawings we could show to our children of what true love should look like.
My tears have dried and left stains upon my face, for which no boy shall look for love. My heart is broken and has spilled. My dreams have been shattered, and my strength has gone. I look out my window now and do not see you coming for me. I miss you knowing that I loved you and how truthfully you could say the same without looking away for a second.
Every day i wonder if you think about me, and if you do, what you're thinking about. Are you thinking of what to say to me, are you thinking of how to ask me if I still want to be with you? Are you thinking of how you want to tell me that it's over for good, and you just want to be friends?
Today i took 3 steps. One step to get up the courage to tell you everything i feel, one step to actually push send and let you read this, and the final step i took when i turned off my computer and a part of you vanished, because this is where we met, and this is how we should leave, if that's what you want.
Love Always And Forever,
The one who makes your voice scream
It's been 2 months and 1,000,000 tears later and i have yet to lose my love for you. You are the person that embraced me with open arms, and held me close when i was down. You loved me for who i was, and i could never see that. I made you hurt when i constructed another red line upon my wrist.
I've thought your name at least 100 times a day, and i've whispered it in my dreams more than i should be able to. If thinking about you, is killing me, than i've died a million times. There is nothing i wouldn't give to be with you for one more day knowing it was before all this happened. To hear you tell me i'm the only one, and lay me down and kiss me all night until the very last minute that i may be with you still knowing we love. I want to show you that it is me who can make your life the best it will ever be, and it makes my eyes start to rain upon my heavy smile when i see you thinking that I doubt our existance in a time of being together.
It seems that everyone around me is happier than they could ever be, and i'm stuck inside, by myself, waiting for you to call. I would prefer some rainy days, to stand in the middle of the street, and let my hair down and put my arms out and twirl upon my feet. I want you to come out of nowhere and pick me up in your arms, and spin me around like this moment is what you've been waiting for. But instead i sit on my bed, writing your name. It's been at least 1000 pages and i still can't find a single thing wrong with it. I just want to know what was wrong with mine.
You used to call me yours, as if i were the reason for you being here. I'm lost within these pictures, of your smiling adorable face. Smile with bright green eyes that can burn through me like acid and your dimple that is the cutest thing i've ever seen, as youre telling my heart a secret. I never thought that these pictures would have to remind me of what we were. I wanted them to be memories that we had when we were young, and drawings we could show to our children of what true love should look like.
My tears have dried and left stains upon my face, for which no boy shall look for love. My heart is broken and has spilled. My dreams have been shattered, and my strength has gone. I look out my window now and do not see you coming for me. I miss you knowing that I loved you and how truthfully you could say the same without looking away for a second.
Every day i wonder if you think about me, and if you do, what you're thinking about. Are you thinking of what to say to me, are you thinking of how to ask me if I still want to be with you? Are you thinking of how you want to tell me that it's over for good, and you just want to be friends?
Today i took 3 steps. One step to get up the courage to tell you everything i feel, one step to actually push send and let you read this, and the final step i took when i turned off my computer and a part of you vanished, because this is where we met, and this is how we should leave, if that's what you want.
Love Always And Forever,
The one who makes your voice scream