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nevaeh Nov 2020
i know these streets too well these days
every night, like clockwork
i leave my mind at my bedroom window
sometimes i drive
sometimes i just run
but my favorite nights are the empty ones
where i don't do anything
turn off completely
just wander through the dark like a ghost

you wouldn't know, but i cut my hair
dyed it too

it's black now
and short
just like my mother's
when she was in high school
i look just like her

and on the nights that i just float
it's easier to imagine how she must have felt
to leave her kids alone like that
in this ****** world
with nothing but fragmented memories
of sunken eyes and thin wrists
pink scars on pale skin
nevaeh Nov 2020
i know it's dark
i know it hurts

it's gonna be okay, you'll be okay
i'm right here, right in front of you

just take my arms, fall forward
i'll catch you
i will always be here
and i will always catch you

i know it's scary, moving forwards
but right now, it's just one step
just one step away from that ledge

i'm right here
it's going to be okay
i'm here
please, cade, it can get better. just trust me, okay?
nevaeh Nov 2020
your name on a screen
at a red light

how easy it should be
to just say
"i miss you, i feel like ****, and i want you back"

i hate it
i hate this

i hate crying on her shoulder
because it should be yours
i hate going to her
when i want to be with you
i hate the constant ache in my chest
when i remember how much i loved you
how much i still love you

i hate the way my dreams are full of you
your voice and the smell of your hair in the morning
i hate not knowing if you're still there
i hate watching you fall apart
i hate it so much
everything hurts
nevaeh Nov 2020
her

her smile on a screen
her hand on a pen
her laugh from the passenger seat

we wouldn't have to run away to be happy
we wouldn't have to be falling apart to fall in love

the music and the colors and the movement

her.
how can being so happy make me feel so sad?
nevaeh Nov 2020
metal on metal
is it worth your life?
running on gravel
cutting time with a knife

no point in chasing
in the end it's all the same
temptation is tasteless
too tired for games
nevaeh Nov 2020
she's an indie girl
all neon pink and green
with her wavy hair
her chains n' beads
she's got fishnet tights
and a cute little skirt
big stompy boots
and an oversized shirt
sunset colored eyes
and sweet sticky lips
she's all by herself
and she still gets her kicks
i actually feel really good about myself right now
nevaeh Nov 2020
the opposite, actually.

cold, bitter resentment.

not for you, but for the rest of the world.
i'm not a pretty, peachy, sparkly girl,
i'm a cold, selfish, manipulative *****.
i don't care about anyone, or anything.
i keep up with the jokes and the smiles,
because i do love you, so incredibly much.

you aren't the boy i fell in love with anymore,

and i'm not the girl that fell in love with you.
im not that stupid little girl in love anymore. i love you, but not in a way that is at all happy or fun.

maybe i made you mad. maybe it's nothing to do with me. either way.
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