The worst part of this is I still want to fight for you, knowing full well it’s a losing battle.

“I watched you walk away with my goodbyes still on my tongue, knowing nothing I would say could stop you from leaving.”

“I still look at our pictures, daydream about a former reality, listen to our song, desperately grasping onto memories that have long ceased to be any more than stories of what once was.”

“Do you know how it feels to look for something you know will never come back? How it feels for your head to know, but your heart to need it so bad that your mind shreds itself apart and your heart threatens to tear an escape from the bars that line your chest?”

“I just want to be your peace. When your head lays on my chest, I want you to forget the world and all it’s problems. Escape in me and give me all your stress and worries, I’ll take it all for you just to see you smile without having to fake it.”