i tell myself, i will talk to you tomorrow. i will cave, tomorrow. maybe i can tomorrow myself into moving on from this. like maybe, tomorrow i wont remember you saying how you want to know all the things. maybe tomorrow.
i can feel myself slipping, sliding slowly into spaces that are too small for me to breathe in. elephant in my chest, weights on my feet. i walked into this room, voluntarily. and now it won't let me leave. i know this dance, but you can't skip steps. move move move. or it will swallow you.
sometimes, it still takes my breath away to remember you. i want to be free. just let me be free.
they say, it's the wolf you feed that gets the strength, but they don't talk about the monsters, the ones that eat wolves for dinner bones and all. monsters do not give a single fuck.
i try to fit a lifetime, into a single conversation, but the problem is that, a lifetime is too much to share with someone who doesn't care if you're alive at all.
it's the littlest things that make me think of you, and then suddenly i am back in my kitchen at 2 am drunk on love and red wine. and you were right about it, i do deserve better than someone who says that they want to know me and then says nevermind, like im something to be discarded when its inconvienent. fuck you, and fuck your feelings.
you stripped me. and you want to know why im naked.
oh honey, the sooner you realize that no one wants you, the better off you'll be.
chasing fire, but all i get is ashes and smoke. what's it take to feel alive, just want to burn forever, feel high forever, doesn't matter how much fucking gasoline there is. never gonna settle for candles that melt over time, no sir. its the centralia mine fire, or its nothing.
always too much. too many words, too many feelings and too much of both at the same time. i knew you would drown but i couldnt stop. i couldnt stop being too, too much. and you dont want commitment right now but i dont know what that means. why did you say all the right things, if you didnt mean them and why do you feel like forever. why do you feel like forever.