it needs to hurt because i’ve known no other way

i found comfort in your cruelty

and now when things are good i feel homesick

strange how i only ever wanted your appreciation

and even now i lie awake and think about how everything i ever did was never good enough for you

take take take until there’s nothing more

take my eyes

i only ever see you anyways

take my tongue

i want the taste of yours gone

take my dirty hands

there’s no way to wash out the feel of you

just please when you do, i only ask one thing

make sure it hurts

don’t read this. this is not for any follower but only meant for u. i just wanted to say that

your fucking smile is stitched into every single fabric of what i am. when i feel it all falling apart, i picture that perfect smile and i know everything is okay. how fucking lame.

i saw it today and i see it a billion times over. i wish i could.

i knew i loved u on a friday. i introduced you to all my friends and you just got along with them so fucking well.

i remember being surprised because no boy i ever brought around did that for me

you were the first who understood

the first who even wanted to understand

you were a little drunk and smoking the cigarettes i bought you and you were talking about mexico and your favorite places to read but you spoke with such passion, such life. and it was dark but your eyes were so bright and god, i could’ve died right there in that exact perfect moment. i still could.