13, Just stuff I wrote to get things out.

Tonight I understand, I'm lost.
I'm waiting to be found again.
I've accepted this fate & buried this heart.
But six feet under, I still hear it beating.

Maybe, this time, it's better off this way for our paths to divide.
Maybe, someday, our stories will intertwine again.
Maybe I'll hope to see you in the future, but the future is not promised.

The night is young & these thoughts are already getting old.

As your thoughts change like tides come and go, mine are consistent like the moon. Break away from the gravity.

I can't walk carefully on broken glass. Maybe you should've cleaned up better this time.


Do you know, what it feels like to break your own heart..
when you find out everything you knew before to be a lie.
All this pain, tied to two hearts, didn't have to exist.
If you were only true to your emotions & heart, 
and showed me only that, things could've been different. 
But you fired the final shot, through both our hearts. 
Never letting a chance, a hope, to make its way. 
Your love isn't unconditional if my one flaw is the reason you left. 
So don't try to play the saint, we're both at fault. 
I hoped this wasn't the end of the story, but you've written the ending already. 
Maybe in the future, both hearts can be put to rest. 
Maybe in the future, we can be open and free.

12. Trash.

I've been discarded. Thrown away. Worthless now. 
It only took 3 weeks, but what can I say or do anymore? 
I've done everything that I can...
but a man's trash is another man's treasure, right?

11. Cracking.

I don't want to remember how to care again. I can't...not right now. I'll break. I have enough to deal with, without thoughts of how we used to be haunting me. I love how you can freely go on with your life. I wish I could too, but hearts don't break even.

I'm here with a broken heart and alone, just waiting for you to come back...but I know I shouldn't. I can't let go though.

10. I guess.

I'm okay with it if that's all I'm good for now. Once you are done with me, I'll figure out what to do with myself. Use me. I'm content with existing for just that. But please throw me away before I remember how to feel, how to feel those painful emotions that fill my heart...

9. Numb.

Is it weird to just suddenly not feel anything? After my heart broke for the final time, after crying for a day, somehow my feelings just shut off. I never willed myself to stop feeling. It just kind of happened. I laugh, but it feels empty, just the shell of emotion. Too numb to believe in anything.

8. What I would give for it to be this way again...

And all I want right now is her. Me and her, until there is nothing left. I want to sing to her, to hold her, to kiss her, and to astound her. I want to be everything I can be for myself and for her. I want to change the world for her. I want to make everything okay for her. I love her. RIP 083108♥

7. I hear the sound of my own heart breaking again.

It's sickeningly loud. Broken promises strewn across the floor. Hands holding bleeding hearts. Endless tears from the flood of emotions.