How many times do I have to
prove to you
that I
do.
not.
lie?

How many times do you have to
prove to me
that I
am.
not.
strong?

How many times do I have to
say "sorry"
before the word
communicates
my
remorse?

How many times do you have to
say "go to sleep"
before I
do.
something.
I.
*Regret.

I cannot function.

These words may not make sense the morning,

but that's the beauty of writing,
isn't it?

You write what works, what flows, what feels right in the moment,

Then reflect later, thinking

"What the ****?"

Young enough to say what you feel,
Old enough to know your feelings are wrong.

Young enough to embrace love,
Old enough to let it go.

Young enough to laugh openly,
Old enough to be embarrassed.

Young enough to cry freely,
Old enough to stop

Young enough to feel pain,
Old enough to know there is more to come

Young enough to write,
Old enough to communicate.

The one guaranteed to break your heart,
he seems like a good idea.



"I hate you" will definitely get you out of this one.



If your lies spill out of your mouth faster than your heart is beating,
they won't even know.