You've Gone.

I just want someone to look at me & say damnnnnn that’s mine & just be so proud to have me

Once in awhile. Every now and then. For a little bit. Just for a moment. A second. I forget. I forget what it’s like to feel your lips on mine, the taste of mint, waxy on my tongue. I forget the outline of your body, and the way your hands traced mine. I forget how it used to feel, feeling. I forget how I used to feel about you. Every once in awhile, I forget you. For a little bit. Just now and then.

stop waiting for him to give you the world when he hasn’t even loaned you his heart.

How can I sleep at night? There’s a war inside my head.

There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down…and bleed.