I always say I want
to die before I’m old
but our hands will
be forever intertwined.
Promise me infinity.

It's good to miss you,
routines make me get bored easily,
and boy have you failed at being consistent!

I'm just worried,
do you even miss me too?
If this becomes the routine,
then what do I even get out of it all?

you played me
you played with me like i'm some toy to you
we got along
i tried to say something..you wouldn't respond
i don't know what happened
then i realized
you replaced me.

you blame me from all the crimes you've committed,
yet you're the one to blame.

another day,
another you.

Joy is but a vapor
Little more than wind
We feel it for a moment

I can feel it taper
As life goes to it's end
Stopping it's bestowment

Joy is but a vapor

Time is but a thought
It is but a figment
But can not be bought
If only it could be sent

I would trade it all away
To be more than friends
I know you don't feel that way
If I could only make amends

But life goes on and on
Yet my heart stays here for you
I will cry when you are gone
If only you knew

Why must I feel so low
You make my day grow bright
Always make me glow
Whenever you're in my sight

I know it will never be
I have to let it rest
If only you could see
Being together would be for the best

Love is a lie
You can obtain it
But it will leave you dry
Better to quit

Why even try
It's hard to admit
Love will leave you to die
Head held back throat slit