i dont know what love is. i say that i love you but i have no clue. perhaps this is what love is, if so, im not too sure i'd care to feel it again.

Change is inevitable.
I tried to avoid it, to make sure we never crossed paths.
But I remember how innocent I was back then, not an ounce of sadness in my body. How did I become this? When did I change into this bitter, pessimistic thing. I tried so hard to light my way through the darkness but I forgot to bring extra matches.

         I think I have ended up so depressed because I was so happy.

I am the sun. Perhaps I warm the surfaces of the rooms I walk into. I bring happiness to people who don't think about me much. But come too close to me, and I will burn you to your core. From far away, I am sobering, a reassurance to most. From far away, you will think everything is okay. But i warn you. Don't look directly at me. Otherwise you will see who I really am. You will suffer endless pain and regret the decision for the rest of your existence. I am the sun. Don't come too close.

It's fine.
Get over it.
Forget looking into his cold blue eyes.
Turning and him looking at you with a stupid smile.
Forget how he made you feel.
Noticing things about you no one else took the time to look at.
Forget the trust.
The faith you had in him.
Forget it all.
It wasn't there for long anyway.

you would think that someone with such a sobering smile would know how to escape depression.

i now live without you.
but i would never consider this living.

I can't get out.
I need to get out.
I need to be me. To find me.
Please. Let me. Out.