“I opened up to you like a butterfly in the spring but you rained on me and broke my wings.”

I’ve tried staying where its safe far away from the deep end. Only to find out people still drown in the shallow end.

you treat me like I’m expendable why is it so easy to let me go?

Letting go is not only okay it’s best.

There is nothing like the four walls of your arms wrapping around me when a storm is near.

I told myself – You’ve got this, Even though I don’t have it at all.

I feel everything to the bottom of its depth maybe its a gift, its probably a curse.

The outer part of me so cold like an armor impenetrable. The words you throw at me ricochet and hit you in the heart.

Shades of black intertwined in my being I try to see in color but darkness is all I’m seeing.

I still remember the first time I saw you, your aura radiated nostalgia of a time where I wanted something so much more than I wanted air.

I take for granted how much I love sad songs when I’m happy I forget how much they hurt when I’m broken.

Late at night I’m awake thinking. I’m afraid of what I’d do to be able to taste you again.

I’d rather be shot by a bullet than to be cut by your words. I’ll die cold on the pavement before I lie in the casket of your assurances.

I will be more than I was yesterday, even if that means I can’t take you with me.

I got what I wanted then I threw it away why do I mess up the only things that want to stay.

A smile made of promises and a heart made of broken chains. She was a beautiful contradiction.

I found peace in my loneliness. I found solace in the quiet. I found love in my reflection.

They see me smile on Instagram, they think that’s who I really am. But you weren’t there you didn’t see my pain. Your love was anything but vain.

You came into my life, with all your baggage, treatin’ me like collateral damage.

I give. And you take. So why are you always on my mind when I wake?

I swipe right to get you off of my mind, baby all these other boys aren’t my kind

A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.

Keep telling yourself that things are going to be easy for you even if you don’t know-how.

I feel those nerves, they burn like fire & no matter what, the situation dire.

Missing all those nights with your kiss & I’d do anything to fix this.