- DEATH IS IN LOVE WITH US - No one cares if your losing yourself. Every person in this world
has at least one secret
that will break your heart. There are two kinds of secets:::
Those we keep from others
and, Those we keep from ourselves What's the point in trying
When you know that you'll be broken.
What's the point in living.
When so many things are left unspoken. My will to love gets weaker everyday.
Soon the angels will come, to close my eyes... Bury me softly in this grave, don't die me out, I can't be saved... I say if the futures been drawn out,
then there is no point in living She sits and cries, painful tears fill her eyes
silent screams and cries of pain
arms full of cuts and scars of shame
alone in this world a blade as a friend
to stop her pain to make it all end
she lies in her regret spills of blood drop.
This is her way to make it all stop Seems to me that even love can die. And the rituals that fade away, and the roses that cease to be laid.
And to me it clearly appears that we're already one foot in a very shallow grave.
I will love with passion. You live like you're dead. The children have to save themselves these days because the parents have no clue. Everyone says sleep is necessary,
a basic survival need.
And yet I can't even do it right,
every day I wake up more tired than when I went to sleep. for the first time,
i am able to see you number on my missed calls list.
and not want to call you back. if i told you my secret,
would you swear to keep it? If I killed myself tonight,
would you remember me tomorrow? Your suicide attempts are
useless. God only takes the best I love you and I probably always will.
But, we go days without having a meaningful conversation.
And, I used to miss you so much when that happened.
But it never seemed like you missed me,
and I guess because of it, I stopped missing you. Last year before the leaves disappeared,
you told me you were not the one. it's like i dont even know who i am anymore.
everything around me is changing.
and i am changing the most.
i am a completely different person.
than i used to be just one year ago.
please someone tell me if this is change for the better.. ive changed.
and now i dont know.
what people think of me anymore.
change can be good sometimes.
but i dont know if people approve of my changes.
i dont even know how or why i changed.
but i know you had something to do with it. When I called you telling you how much I missed you, and you said you couldn't love me anymore.
I had the tough task of learning how to be me again. For so long, it had been me and you, we, and us.
So I threw myself at every guy possible, I was either trying to find what I had with you again,
or trying to make you see how much you really needed me, so you would come back and we could have that again.
In this whole process, I realized, when two people are together, they are considered a whole.
And the hardest part of breaking up is becoming a half again. I was the one who said things changed,
but you were the one who showed me
exactly how much they really did. so take me as i am
this might mean you have to be a stronger man
rest assured when i start to make you nervous
and i go to extremes
tomorrow i will change and today
wont mean a thing. if this is what you want, i'm fine with that.
but please don't ever come back. distance doesn't ruin a relationship.
you don't have to see a person
everyday to be in love. I asked you what its like to
love, break and die
all in the same breath.
You said.
It's like walking with silence in December,
while a million hearts explode in your chest,
but you don't care enough to feel it. I wonder where you are
and if the pain ends when you die
and I wonder if there was
some better way to say goodbye I’m not going to write you a poem, or tell you how much I’m sorry. Words can be bullshit.
But when you see the tears streaming down my face, hopefully you'll understand. And I dont want to live my life like everybody else,
And I wont say that I feel fine like everybody else,
cause Im not like everybody else. it's hard to watch someone you love
change before your eyes and know
you can't do anything about it,
&& it's heartbreaking to remember
them as they once were. her eyes scream with the tears she has yet to shed & the lies she doesn't want to believe. | 
