when you're goneWhen you’re gone, I’ll miss youAnd when you’re here, I won’tAnd when you’re somewhere in between here and gone, I’ll miss you again.
Hey Guess What!PssssstI love you.That’s it.Literally.Okay.Bye.
BeginWaitingIt’s all I’ve done all my lifeI’m tired of itLet’s do something we might regret.
This Is How My Heart BreaksOh wait, it doesn’t.
Unless You Take To Me With A ShotgunI’m a zombie at heartI guess it could explain why my love never dies.
You're A Bad Actor HoneyYou act like everything is okayAnd I can’t even begin to tell you how wrong you are.
Reach OutI want to reach out and-Press my hand into yours and-Give it a reassuring squeezeA sign that you’re not alone and-That maybe things will be okay sometime soon.
tongue-tiedIt’s far from overHe would whisper against the delicacy that is the space between her collarbone and shoulderAnd she- she had no words.
DifferentYour lines-Are so bold, straight, thick; like drawn on with a sharpie markerAnd mine?Are drawn on with charcoal.
WithdrawnI paint my fingerprints red,for courage; panics coalesce,and regret stains my handshake.
Tragedy"A tragedy...." They whisper. I survived.
there is no absoluteEverything comes partly cloudy with a 50-day, 50% chance rain-check money-back guarantee.
Broken BoyMy broken boywith the button eyes and puppet strings -I clasp you to my heartbeat.
Wolf in Sheep's ClothingPlush ruby lips matchintense baby blues. She fellHook, line and sinker.
Will You Lie To Me One Last Time?Autumn leaves graceThe surface of the peaceful waterAnd I cannot breatheAs you push and hold me under.
Sun-ShyStars skitterbehind Moon Mother's skirt,sun-shy.
Over(dose).she chews onlive wires in the hopesof kick-starting her tired heart.
ShellsShells Shells of hideousness conceal shattered beauty.
windmillyour arms, open sailsgathering wind energyjust to keep me warm.
BlindlyBlindly People see what they are told.
We are not loversescort services, the anatomy of desire:pick your poison babylike a ten minute dreamthe clock is ticking(and we don’t say goodbye)
Prisoner of Warirony: fighting for freedom behind bars.
OppositesShe was rich with poor ideas.
Always tell the truth..."Nope, no officers tonight, Mr. Drink!"
False HopeNew beginning. Former attitude. Blind alley.
Missed words.Watching your beauty... failed at listening.
Lost VirginityHe took pride;She claimed shame.
maybe i should have stayed silentMy heart is heavy with words.