maybe this should be the day to start forgetting
forget about this perfect dream  that i wish and wish to come true
forget about this craziness that we have created between the two of us
forget about the things we thought we had

but as much as i know that we will have to let go one day
your words of wisdom still fill the minutes between midnight and 3 a.m
and the perfection of your existence
and the way you understand the things i hide from the world
makes it so much harder

i know this will never work
i know it's all just a silly dream
but a silly dream i don't want to let go of

and as the feelings grow,
and the conversations become more real,
i realize that when finally letting go
these memories will make it harder

Unhappiness washes over me,
in a terrible wave of overwhelming agony
I can see it
Even taste it
Hear it in the toneless voices spoken
Smell it on the clothing worn by the undetected broken ones  
I feel alone in knowing this
Our whole life you have built for us
Is slowly crumbling into rubble dusted with regret,
strewn among a barren land of twisted memories
Our story is coming to an end
Yet some of us try to hold on
Grasp on to every last bit of positive feeling
that is given by the words off her lips
Hugging tighter
Looking to gain a trusty allie
But before we end
We must realize that
Wherever our story may finish
We will start new ones
And build two shining cities
Among the rubble
Where happiness can be spotted between them
Even though, they no longer are identified as one

when waiting,
don't you have to be sure that there is something to wait for?
what if you are stuck waiting for a train that never comes,
or a dream that will never come true,
or a lover that will never love you?
would you still wait?
would you waste your time?
because i can say,
that i would not.
hop on a plane,
dream bigger,
and find somebody that loves you back.
don't be stuck waiting,
because as you look back,
you don't want to realize
that you spent one hundred percent of your life waiting,
and no time really living

happy.

we live our whole lives in the hopes of a life filled with happiness.
sometimes, we do things to make one another happy.
sacrifice our own for another's happiness.
but as soon, as our own happiness,
gets eaten up by the endless hope of others to feel untroubled
it becomes a bit harder to be happy ourselves.
spending days and days on end,
years and years making the ones around you happy
you start to dislike yourself.
when you change, and pull yourself apart,
being who they want you to be,
when they want you to be it,
you lose yourself.
when you can't even look in the mirror,
and smile at your reflection.
when you can't even speak to somebody,
without changing what you really think.
when you can't even live how you want to,
just to make somebody else happy,
you are unhappy.

sometimes it hurts so much more
to see somebody else hurting.
their tears, send knives into your heart.
their small remarks, making you cringe.
their regrets, send guilt through your blood.
what makes you hurt the most though,
is to realize they play this game for you.
they continue for you.
push on through hate and unhappiness,
all for you to be happy.

i need to get over it
it's been a few weeks
it won't happen again
and i don't want it to.
just have to let it go
but again...
easier said than done

used
unimportant
just a phase,
thats what i am.
i know it was you.
coincidences like this just don't happen.
and that's why it hurts.
i fall in and out of anger and sadness,
but i know its not her fault.
i also know that she feels similar
so in a way it is.
i don't even know