Brace yourself, boy
It's gonna be a long one
Get it together, girl
You threw it away.

So break me into pieces
But don't you worry
I'll just rip you up
In the next damn chorus I write

Here's your front row seat to my latest collapse
Live from the couch where it all began
Too much bourbon and too little sleep
To stomach a meaningless holiday feast.

I was stupid today and went searching for the sight of her. I found her, wrapped in the arms of another. They were dressed as a family. It was a disfunctional image - a joke centered around the Halloween season... but a family nonetheless. It made me miss that unity with her. It made me want to joke with her again. To dress up and become two ( Read more... )

Three weeks. And this feels so fucking wrong. Still. I'm still not over it. Not even getting close. I'm still just completely in love. With a ghost. With a memory. With those old photos. And last night was the first night that I couldn't catch her scent on my pillow case anymore. It was the last physical trace of her in my life. And it's gone. And ( Read more... )

Darling, where did we go wrong ( Read more... )

I feel like I am being blatantly ignored.
I hope I am mistaken.
Because I hope she'd have the decency to tell it to me straight.
And not fade out and forget me completely.
I'm so far from over her.
I'm so far from okay.
I'm so far from any of the things I once loved so much.
Somebody, somewhere please prove me wrong.

You know that I'd do anything to keep this love alive. So can't we just try? We'll take all the expectations and all the stupid pressures and toss them into the gorges. Just let yourself melt into it, I'll hold you close until you fall asleep. You will always be safe with me. So just let go of all your fears and give it all a chance with the person ( Read more... )

I want you to know that I am still waiting for that birthday card you said you'd deliver me by hand. But the silence of my cellphone makes me expect nothing less than this indifference. Your word is nothing lately. You have become nothing but memories of fighting to the death and losing. So stay up later and later with your pills and coffee and ( Read more... )

I am a fucking wreck. She's slipping away, I can feel it. Everything is becoming half-assed and selfish. I'm being ignored. All I want for my birthday is to share a bed with her. To look in to her eyes and feel okay. But I feel it coming. More rejection. I won't get the invite. I'll sit here alone. All drama and pity aside, I don't want to wake up

It's hard to understand why she cannot feel it. To me, there is so much left between us. The chemistry is impossible to ignore. I am completely in love, and there is nothing I wouldn't do to get back to a place where we can rebuild. So much of what we had at the beginning was lost because of the pressures and stresses that came with so much ( Read more... )

So here I sit. I'm up well into the morning hours in a dark apartment. I've never felt more alone. And I have so many people that try to make me feel differently, to make me feel like I have something to rely on. But the truth is that nothing is permanent. Everyone is always coming and going. Everyone is always fucking leaving. I'm always waiting, ( Read more... )