Oh and every time I’m close to you
There’s too much I can’t say
And you just walk away

And I forgot
To tell you
I love you
And the night’s
Too long
And cold here
Without you
I grieve in my condition
For I cannot find the strength to say I need you so

I hate being forgotten.

sometimes I feel as if I'm slowly dying but then I place my fingers to my neck and my pulse is still there, so I guess I'm alive ( Read more... )

I had this eerie dream last night that Eddie was in love with someone else and she was in love with him too. he hadn't cheated on me, but it hurt as if he did ( Read more... )

my grandpa passed away early in the morning on Wednesday, January 18. he had walked across the street from his house to buy donuts for himself and my grandma and fell face-first on the ground on his way home. we later found out from the autoposy reports that he had suffered a thorasic annurism of the heart. basically, it burst, and he died ( Read more... )

I don't know why I'm updating. I don't have anything to write about ( Read more... )

yeah. pretty much.

I don't know why, but spending a friday night alone seems so much lonlier than spending any other night of the week alone ( Read more... )

I let the smallest things eat me alive, the smallest words, the smallest comments, and the voice in the back of my head whispers this is what you live for, but it's not, or at least, I don't want it to be. You will never know this thing that consumes me either, because you have already forgotten it. The words that escaped your lips days or weeks or ( Read more... )