you used to leave one kiss on my head.
now I could be pronounced dead &
you'd act like you care.
about the memories,
left.
like broken glass on the kitchen floor.


c.f.

Im already having thoes thoughts
And it's only 3:48

" I don't love you "
Were the words he spoke
The fear of loneliness
Kept my head in the clouds
And my fridays
Hungover in beer
But you kept me with hope
And my lungs clear
Kept me off that slippery slop
And I thank you
But I don't love you
But " I need you here " were the words he said.

No
It's cool.
These things happen for a reason
And every time I rehears those words I almost start to believe it
Because my naive heart just needs something to believe in
When nothing feels right
And I start to lose feeling
everything that's wrong
starts revealing
You made it all worth living.

Your love is to expensive for my
moonlight romance,
my heart would drop,
and my hands would shake,
if I had the chance.

K.W.

There's so much to do,
Without anything to do.

Everything is quiet in the eye of the storm