I love you,
I promise.

I really do


Remember that, okay?



Whatever you'll hear about me






Just remember

when i left my mark
i didn't think
it would be a scar

i dreamed of it being a handprint
on your heart
but i see now, that i've only cut it open

and sorry is not the bandage that i once believed it could be
time no longer the cure i had labeled it

i see now why the doctor prescribed those
shifting glances
and one word responses

because i am just a relapse waiting to happen

I can't convey my feelings to paper
or a computer


                                                      I hide in song lyrics

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Falling in love with you
Is like suicide

...Except…
Different results
…Obviously

Not saying that loving you makes me want to die…
...God...
This is an awful analogy <insert loud eye roll>
But it’s the only one that works

Loving you is like jumping off a cliff
On purpose
Suicide
Except in the end
Instead of the death I would normally want
I end up in love
After the best drop of the century
Falling from the cliff

My hands are shaking violently
I’m not so sure why
But I can’t exactly expect myself to sit still
When my mind is always moving a mile a minute
My body was bound to catch up

i am trying
to remember how to write

i can write this
can't I?