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so it comes again.
the end.
when everything you think you have is gone
gone, gone, gone.
seems like i only write in this when im tired, or heartbroken.
i guess i really am an emo kid.
you ever have so much stress
that is starts to fill your gut
and keeps filling it
till it reaches your ears
sometimes i think to myself
thinking is a silent killer
i just think
so much that my head spins
and in a perfect world
should eventually fall off
but it doesn't
so the thinking continues
what did i do wrong?
everyones answer is:
"nothing"
"fuck him"
"its him"
but, i believe, this was the first time i was really ever in love
like the real kind
you know, the kind you feel in your knees
you can barely stand
and its only the butterflies in your stomach
that seem to keep you a float
and when you'd kiss
it was like time stopped
in a world of love,
it is always filled with hate,
others who don't believe you
or think love is untrue
or this love is untrue
they try and fill your head
with stupid reasons
and stupid people
i just seem to beg
believe me, love me, don't leave me
but it falls on deaf or unwilling ears
my love isn't enough
and it kills me inside
knowing i can love someone so much
and devote everything i can
but one even,
one negative thing,
means more then a year of unconditional love
believe me,
i never thought it exsisted
and laughed at those who said it did
but now im crying
and realizing
it does
you ever have your heart really break
like right in half
and all your emotions just pour out
and into your brain and body
where you physically feel the heartbreak
your sick,
hungry but can't eat,
tired but can't sleep.
almost to the point where you seem to be obsessed about it.
but you try not to be
you try your best
not to be best friends
and forget
but everything around you reminds you of him
everything,
you just want them out of your head
if only it was so easy
i really loved him.
and it took me awhile to say that
his uncle was right,
i was more serious about it
and that kills me
i just want to talk to him
but, i shouldn't
and ive done too much already,
but its really hard to when you believe youre in love.
the end.
when everything you think you have is gone
gone, gone, gone.
seems like i only write in this when im tired, or heartbroken.
i guess i really am an emo kid.
you ever have so much stress
that is starts to fill your gut
and keeps filling it
till it reaches your ears
sometimes i think to myself
thinking is a silent killer
i just think
so much that my head spins
and in a perfect world
should eventually fall off
but it doesn't
so the thinking continues
what did i do wrong?
everyones answer is:
"nothing"
"fuck him"
"its him"
but, i believe, this was the first time i was really ever in love
like the real kind
you know, the kind you feel in your knees
you can barely stand
and its only the butterflies in your stomach
that seem to keep you a float
and when you'd kiss
it was like time stopped
in a world of love,
it is always filled with hate,
others who don't believe you
or think love is untrue
or this love is untrue
they try and fill your head
with stupid reasons
and stupid people
i just seem to beg
believe me, love me, don't leave me
but it falls on deaf or unwilling ears
my love isn't enough
and it kills me inside
knowing i can love someone so much
and devote everything i can
but one even,
one negative thing,
means more then a year of unconditional love
believe me,
i never thought it exsisted
and laughed at those who said it did
but now im crying
and realizing
it does
you ever have your heart really break
like right in half
and all your emotions just pour out
and into your brain and body
where you physically feel the heartbreak
your sick,
hungry but can't eat,
tired but can't sleep.
almost to the point where you seem to be obsessed about it.
but you try not to be
you try your best
not to be best friends
and forget
but everything around you reminds you of him
everything,
you just want them out of your head
if only it was so easy
i really loved him.
and it took me awhile to say that
his uncle was right,
i was more serious about it
and that kills me
i just want to talk to him
but, i shouldn't
and ive done too much already,
but its really hard to when you believe youre in love.