You have my heart, but I don’t know what you want with it.

I love and I lust and it really doesn’t matter if they love me back because sometimes that’s what love is.

It’s not that I think you’re a sad person in a sense of you being pathetic, it’s different. I look in your eyes and I see your soul and I know how it feels. The way you kneel and those feelings of despair. All I wanted you to know is that I’m here. Regardless of my presence, you know I can and I will always be there for you.

Hell’s empty because all the demons are in my head.

I’d rather be oblivious and ignorant in regards to him. I don’t want to know if and when he dies because honestly, there’s a chance I will follow him.

It was like that time on the phone, how I said I was scared you’d forget about me. The way you said that’s a chance you’ll have to take was said with such a deep repressed sadness.

When the sun meets the sky and you finally find what it is you’re looking for, I’ll no longer be here.We’ll both be dead and that voice you hear inside your head, I hope it’s dead too. I hope you’ll be at peace and all those words I said meant something.

The thing with breaking up is they leave, but the memories stay.

Mountains in the distance remind me of you.