Slow suicide.
Who wants a life of lost adolescence?
Thats filled with regrets and anti depressants
I've said it before & you know that I meant it
You're all I want to know
And I won't let that go.
Sometimes I'm right back where I started. Walking on already broken egg shells, from running after you. Whats the light at the end of this tunnel? I've loved you so much it broke my heart, and now I'm lost in a sea of crocodilles, razor blades, and broken mirrors swearing to show you just how much you mean to me. You always leave me on edge, fighting to win your love and wondering why I still don't have it, after all this time. We worked so hard to close the gap between your house and mine but somehow, it swallowed me whole in a matter of seconds. Now I'm stuck at the end of the world. Stabbing the lumps in my throat, while listening to JamisonParker and wishing I had brought more then one gauze strip from your house. I am so weak. I am so weak. I strive to be so much more and yet after a year and a half I am still working towards that. The only other person who understands live an hour time difference away, I always depend on the undependable. Story of my fucking life, everyone gets further and further away. I am such a mess, all the time chasing you while you run. I'm tired, neither of us is winning this game. I have countlessly proclaimed my adoration for you. In words on pages, in phones, and while you slept. Maybe you would remember in the morning. Love, love is god. I think love is the heavens and you and life in between when its necessary. Love is bleeding in the bathtub and reciting excuses in my head because I can't bear to lose you. It's needing you so much it gives me headaches. At night when we go to bed angry and wake up a couple hours later trying to remember what it was we went to bed mad about. I need you so much it gives me headaches. To keep me sane and grounded, that never changed. (Though it seems everything else has) You are everywhere I look it makes me want to throw up. All the memories I don't remember and all those which I do. All those poems I didn't write and all those letters I never had enough courage to send. I'm right back where I started. Waiting for you because as it is, I am the only one with hope. The only one that really knows. I love you, and thats what matters.
Thats filled with regrets and anti depressants
I've said it before & you know that I meant it
You're all I want to know
And I won't let that go.
Sometimes I'm right back where I started. Walking on already broken egg shells, from running after you. Whats the light at the end of this tunnel? I've loved you so much it broke my heart, and now I'm lost in a sea of crocodilles, razor blades, and broken mirrors swearing to show you just how much you mean to me. You always leave me on edge, fighting to win your love and wondering why I still don't have it, after all this time. We worked so hard to close the gap between your house and mine but somehow, it swallowed me whole in a matter of seconds. Now I'm stuck at the end of the world. Stabbing the lumps in my throat, while listening to JamisonParker and wishing I had brought more then one gauze strip from your house. I am so weak. I am so weak. I strive to be so much more and yet after a year and a half I am still working towards that. The only other person who understands live an hour time difference away, I always depend on the undependable. Story of my fucking life, everyone gets further and further away. I am such a mess, all the time chasing you while you run. I'm tired, neither of us is winning this game. I have countlessly proclaimed my adoration for you. In words on pages, in phones, and while you slept. Maybe you would remember in the morning. Love, love is god. I think love is the heavens and you and life in between when its necessary. Love is bleeding in the bathtub and reciting excuses in my head because I can't bear to lose you. It's needing you so much it gives me headaches. At night when we go to bed angry and wake up a couple hours later trying to remember what it was we went to bed mad about. I need you so much it gives me headaches. To keep me sane and grounded, that never changed. (Though it seems everything else has) You are everywhere I look it makes me want to throw up. All the memories I don't remember and all those which I do. All those poems I didn't write and all those letters I never had enough courage to send. I'm right back where I started. Waiting for you because as it is, I am the only one with hope. The only one that really knows. I love you, and thats what matters.