your touch is a dream
i never want to wake up from

your voice is a song
that's reached my top 40's

your laugh is a joke
that's never not funny

your eyes are an ocean
that'd i swim in forever

your lips are perfect
for 'borrowing' my cigarettes

and you are everything i want
rolled up into one being.

it hurts to gaze up into the sky,
and stare at all the stars,
when i know i'll never be one

my mind is racing,
i try to pretend i'm dead,
that my thoughts are meaningless,
and my being is no longer relevant,

but my ideas, hopes, aspirations, memories,
my greatest moments, and my worst ones,
they're all whizzing around,

they won't stop,
please stop,
it hurts to think,
when no ones's there to hear your thoughts

its the real life horrors
we fail to see

it's hard to get over someone
that i see everyday

im so tired of this
i always feel so small around you
like i don't matter
and sometimes you'll smile at me
or touch me gently
as if to remind you care
but i don't think you really do
because when we're around others
you treat me like i don't exist
and it's agonizingly painful
i won't do it anymore
i can't

i'm getting dizzy from
spinning in circles
with you