i always think about you
how much you hurt me
and make me feel lost
if im your friend
dont flirt with me
or lead me on
or try to have *** with me
and just heal me
because i'm broken
and i need you

id be very sad
usually
if i were your friend
because i cant touch you
or kiss you
or hold you like i want to
or tell you ***** things
the "i love you"'s would be different
more mellow
more sad
and definitely inside
of an unfriendly way
if you were dating someone
i'd be worried for her
or him
because of your history with me
i'd be jealous
but have to put on a big show
that you didnt drill
a massive hole in my heart
and pretend that that hole
isnt still bleeding
where my heart once was

if we were friends
it'd just be constantly pretending
until i can't take it no more
just shoving down all my love for you

i'd grow distant
and a bit cold
and just cry and cry and cry
crashing down
after those cheerful smiles
and delighted gestures

if we went out
together
it would feel like a date
and i'd blush

i'd get
little bursts of joy
even while
im choking in misery
from you
holding me back
from me
trying to protect my boundaries
i can't trust you
either way
but at least
i'll have someone to talk to

all our conversations
would feel phony
and fake.
i'd be dead
with no life to me
having to act like
i don't love you
like you didn't abuse me
or hurt me
or break my heart one thousand times
a gazilliontrillionkillion times
like you didnt abandon me
time and time again
and leave me lonely
and broken
and gaslight me

if you cut
for every tear i cried
you'd be dead
instantly
i've cried at least a pool
at this point.

i've moaned
day and night
overconsumed by pain
by the void you left
it opens up
when i try to go to sleep
and shuts down
when im working during the day

i guess i am your "friend"
this must be how you treat them
i shouldnt be friends
with someone
who treats me like this
but im so addicted to you
and cant stand being alone
because the truth is
i'd be in pain either way
just waiting
for your love to heal me
but it never will
all your love is so fake
just like our friendship

if we were friends
could you attend to my needs
to make it work?
could you sooth the suffering
that you have caused me?

or do you want me to fake everything
and act like everythings fine?
like this **** is normal
i cant do that anymore

its going to be awkward for you
being friends
with a victim of your abuse
watching me
be sad all the time
taking me through
my healing journey
sitting right next to you
not being able to do what i want

its almost as if
we'd both be denying
that we love each other.
that we want something more

but i'm just
your friend
turned *** toy,
right?

there's no inbetween with you
it disgusts me

are they all like this?
seems that way

but after most men use and abuse me
they don't keep coming back
and trying to save our ******* relationship

you
are an outlier
you're weird

i left you
and can't seem to leave you alone
i said
a bunch of ******* lies
to not hurt your feelings
i change on a whim
this borderline ****

im the one
who is now
reopening closed doors
im the one saying
"lets be friends"

most of the time
it was me
who couldnt leave you alone
now giving you the opportunity
to do the same thing
all over again

i just need you..

but it seems like
i dont realize that
if you're doing the same thing over and over again,
what am i doing?

the exact same thing
i guess
we both need each other
but want different things
i keep trying to make you love me
you keep trying to use me and keep me at a distance
and we both keep going back

it was me this time
so now all you have to do
is just ignore me

and dont email me
and dont text or call my number

cause god knows
this **** is going to happen
all over again

so just let me talk to myself
and suffer in peace

just tell me what i mean to you

whats left to say
when its all over
this is the end
like it was before
nothing left
but i did try
and at this point
when i've given up
is the exact time
you'd be coming back
when i stayed up all night from grief,
and let it come into me
when i felt like i was at the end
and didn't hold on, or didn't pretend
when i let the sadness in my blood
crashing down like a wave
and let my thoughts fill the page
as if you were at your last stage
write to you like its a death
after all, i wouldnt know
you couldve killed yourself.
and all i could do is let it go
i'd always be sad and alone
having you in my head
as the little angel that ruined my life
but chose to be with me instead.

it comforts me
sending little internet emails
sailing through a sea of networks
hoping you'd find it
i guess i forgot this part of moving on.
sometimes
you just have to write it out
all the pain
all the love you lost
all the times you want to die
and just cant take no more
im at that point
going numb
to my mom going through all my **** in my room
my brother scratching up my brand new phone
feeling trapped inside this house
going crazy because i can't have ***
crying myself to sleep at night because i don't have a partner
and i feel empty inside
and feel hopeless.
and i now understand
even if this ******* manifestation is real,
that life is just suffering.
and that's how it's supposed to be.
and we've all just gotta cope with that
that everything is ******,
and it'll only get worse.

i always come to this point
where there's nothing left in my heart
just fantasies that i hope would come true
things that i imagine in my head

am i even lovable to you?
sometimes i feel like its the color of my skin
i dont feel like i match with my skin and body
i abandoned my body after you taught me i was worthless
that that's all i was good for
what else did you ever love me for?
nothing.

and no one else will ever love me for anything else.

falling backwards
off a cliff
into time
i do drift
my eyes hurt
it's an eclipse
of my whole life
dust into mist
i just wish
i didn't exist
i just wish
i had my wish
i just wish
you cared a little bit
about my tears
about my pain

everything i want
oh how it slips
right off my hand
i've lost my grip
on my own voice
i do trip
i never speak up
i admit

in my heart
i feel a pit
at my past
i feel stupid
all i do
is cry
i cry for
all my life
i cry alone
the sobs echo
i feel the pain
i feel the fear
every day
every year

time flies by
like a bee
i grow tall
like a tree
i will fall
i will go
i will die
feeling lost

i made a song about you
i wish you were to listen