HE SAID IT LIKE HE MEANT IT, STORY OVER. NO MORE HOPING TO PREVENT IT, BUT.. "YOU MAKE ME WANNA LIVE", SHE SAID THAT WITH A STRAIGHT FACE, AS SHE PLACED KEEPSAKES INSIDE HER SUITCASE. "EVERYTHING YOU SAY IS A LIE", HE SAID THAT WITH A SMIRK, FULLY AWARE THAT IT'LL HURT WHEN IT HITS THE NERVE. "YOU'VE NEVER HEARD A WORD I'VE SAID", SHE RESPONDED, BUT HE HEARD THAT, AND REMEMBERED IT FOREVER LIKE A PROMISE.
YOU MAKE ME WANNA DIE. that's why i trust you. that's so i can look you in the eye and say i love you.
claustrophobic. lots of down talk. toss clothes in, and turn it off. easily lost in moments.
We could sit and reminisce about the old school. Maybe share a cigarette, cuz' we both fools. Chop it up and compare perspectives.
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i promised myself to try and avoid asking who anonymous commenters are.. this comment is a hard one to resist.. thank you, regardless.
ReplyDeleteYou either gotta take a look at you and not the clown and the fool.
ReplyDeleteLove can make suicide sound so cool.
I'm gonna remember this post for a very long time.
head full of hurt - cry, a closet full of phantoms.
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