I don’t want to feel anything and yet you make me nervous and my heart races and I lose all witty words and I look like a babbling idiot. I hate feeling this way especially for someone who has hurt me so bad in the past. I don’t want you invading my mind but I can’t seem to block you out. And the sad part is I doubt you even think about me, your sweet words slip off your tongue like venom and you know I’m addicted to jerks so of course I’ll fall prey. You fucked me over, you fucked me up, and I really hoped you changed but I haven’t seen one bit of proof to support this idea, and if it continues I’ll have to cut you out of my life before you do the same to me again…
I would like to get really fucking drunk tonight so I can stop thinking
He called it quits fourteen hours and twenty two minutes ago. They said this would be enough whiskey to whisk your brain into a thick, grey slop for the next fourteen hours and twenty two minutes you try to get over him. But they failed to describe how you would feel complete bitterness and utterly disconsolate when he left. How you would hear your heart bursting into little particles every time you rethought about his dreadful words. You imagined after fourteen hours and twenty two minutes it would have felt better, but all you have now is a numb body and lost thoughts.
What ever made you think you would feel whole again without him ?
Do not fall in love with people like me
we will take you to
museums and parks
and kiss you in every beautiful
place so that you can
never go back to them
without tasting us
like blood in your mouth.
Years of love have been forgot, in the hatred of a minute.
You scare the
hell out of me.
when I’m with you,
I feel things
I would never
admit to myself.
Emotions are supposed to be raw, ugly, brutal…you don’t want someone to ‘sorta’ love you. You want that love to be a bursting flame, not a candle.