but somehow the sunsets i saw when i was with you lit up parts of my soul i had never seen 

lit up me from the inside out and i burned hotter then the sun i was looking at 

am i day dreaming again?

or do your finger tips cool down my blazing hot skin? 

your crooked smile corrects all my imperfections 

cause you always said i was warm but nothing made me feel warmer then our hearts touching with my head against your chest 

so when they ask 

“are you in love?” 

how can i write about a love when i dont even think i feel it?

does it make sense? 

can i possibly put this love that doesnt exist into words? 

how do i tell you i wish it was real but i cant even stomach the thought of myself naked in the mirror 

so maybe i am picky and i did pick you

but when will i pick myself

show me your sharp teeth 

sink them in as deep as you can because i can already feel you piercing through my skin by looking at you 

hurt me like you want to 

i can feel it scream through the moans 

before you tore off my clothes 

i should have at least asked your middle name 

before you were inside me 

because now youve felt me in all the ways you wanted 

but no one came home to see make me choke up the pills 

i died today but no one could see me gasping for air