I want you. But I’m scared to say it out loud. And it sucks because I've always been someone who always says things out loud.

I'm so sorry no one cared enough to tell you that you can never win against a ghost.

I color my nails blackand dye my hair redto wear, in metaphors,what my heart wants.The things I don‘t wish to remember,leaking from the tips of my fingers.The things I wish I won‘t forget,clinging to the roots of my hair.

We ended the way all good things in my life had a way of being put to rest – abrupt and without my permission.

Hell is a place on earth, they say.Shakespeare got that one right. For I have been torturing myself over things that I could never change. Hell is a place on earth; it‘s in my mind. and you are the one sitting on the Devil‘s throne. I can‘t forget you.

I don‘t know if you noticed but I have been trying, too hard, to be myself since the day I lost you.

Don't fall in love with me. I am dissonance. I am always at war with myself – confusing my head with my heart, always retreating into my mind, because I don‘t want to lose.

I‘m no good at loving people but…I will love you like the darkness loves the stars. I'm the goddess of the night. I will smear my ink over your skin, and leave paper cuts where the light can get in. I will break you then make you whole. You‘ll be the moon lighting up the sky. But I will never be done – we‘ll dance together until my darkness is gone.

Our outlines feel the same. I think I can hide inside you.