On paper I have killed you a thousand times but my heart disregards clever words.
NICOLE LYONSOn paper I have killed you a thousand times but my heart disregards clever words.
NICOLE LYONSOh my darling, you mustn’t fill up on memories alone, there is heartache and regret yet to be served.
NICOLE LYONSI drink to the ones who can sit with their souls and not wish for sleep and the nightmares it brings.
NICOLE LYONSI could lose myself in you or die blissfully, trying.
NICOLE LYONSHe left love letters at my door, and a chalk outline on the highway.
NICOLE LYONSHow recklessly we turn from strangers and blindly back to lovers, to nothing.
NICOLE LYONSEvery now and then I roam the catacombs in my head and attempt to resurrect you, and make you shiny again.
NICOLE LYONSBe bold, child. You are rare and you are brazen light.
NICOLE LYONSYou love so perfectly, as if you have never been told a heart can be broken.
NICOLE LYONSI still pick at these memories of you; I pick them until they bleed.
NICOLE LYONSThey build ladders from my spine and they climb and they fall and they break me, and they climb again.
NICOLE LYONSI like you here, between commas, where the only thing you can break now, is my lines.
NICOLE LYONSHe was all dangerous eyes and beautiful lies, but I ached. for him to lie to me some more.
NICOLE LYONSShe is of the strangest beauty and the darkest courage, and when she walks with intent the earth trembles beneath her feet.
NICOLE LYONSWhen I told you that I hadn’t been broken before; it wasn’t a fucking challenge.
NICOLE LYONSYou can’t tame a girl who has her head. In the clouds and one foot out the door.
NICOLE LYONS