Who can you turn to in a time of crisis when your very own best friends reject and neglect you? Don't worry, I won't expend any more energy or waste another breath on a fair-weather friend. I'm not so weak that I would let myself be used again.

Fucking idiots.

It's that feeling of a tear running the bridge of your nose; the sound of it hitting the pillow. It's the feeling of letting someone else crawl into the depths of your body. Their hands in your hair, and you let them linger there, pretending you're in love. But that love will fade after twenty minutes of fucking and not caring. And they will leave ( Read more... )

I will wait for you
As long as I need to.

dig your nails into my skin
so I can feed this need within
I've been numb for such a time
that even pain would be sublime
so touch me, touch me now
i don't care where, I don't care how

My mind is sustained solely by the thought of you.

And I
am
starving.

They say that remembering hurts, but I tend to disagree. There is no pain like forgetting.

I can't remember the exact color green of your eyes. Or the exact color of your hair. I can't remember what you smelled like, or what it sounded like when you laughed. I can't remember the sound of your voice when you told me you love me, or how it felt to lay ( Read more... )

When I speak my words are stupid and contrived. All I do is hide.

But I will love you, no matter the cost.

You permeate my skin. When I stand next to you I feel so small; meaningless. Nothing I say or have said will ever matter now or ever again, because your words have all dominated my mind. I matter not, simply because you exist and I will never be okay with that. You are what defines me. Because you are all that I am, and I am forgotten to you. I am ( Read more... )

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
  I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;

so I love you because I know no other way.
 

I revisited that old park where
you used to sing songs to me
about other girls or about
wanting to leave me.
I sat under the tree where
we buried two chess pieces,
symbolizing our love.
I found only one.