My faultShort and sweet
That's how I thought it would be.
I thought I had found the key
That would open the lock on my heart
Now it's long and way overdue
It should have ended this past June.
But now darkness has got the best of us
We don't know how to contain our lust.
His anger inside is taken out
all on me, it's all my fault.
He says you're the reason this all
happened, don't you call
me ever again if you think you'll do it a second time
You'll never be mine.
It's hard to say goodbyePicking up my pencil I slowly
let the words leak from my mind
and onto the paper you'll cry over for years.
I fall asleep with tears dripping wet
down my face.
I promise myself to finish the last letter when I wake up
The sun comes up from the horizon
It's dull and colorless, typical day
or was it?
I pick up my pencil for the final time
This is goodbye, I've picked my route.
Then you shot across my sky like a shooting star
Who are you?
It was blissful for months
Lasting longer than a star should
You said "I love you", with no spaces
because lies had no room here.
I swore I didn't want to go down the old route again.
Your light started to flicker on and off
with no hint of how much longer they'd burn.
Suddenly you were gone, where were you?
I fell to pieces
Where were you?
The light turned off, brightness faded
We were no more.
The panic rose in my throat
as I realized I'd come back to my old route.
Minutes after the clock hit 2am
I was alone and I needed you.
Needed you more than
Last petalSitting there missing you
I know we'll be together
Till our hearts stop beating
and the last rose petal falls to its death.
Now I'm trapped in my own insane asylum
not breathing, the last petal fell long ago
I'm screaming for help, why do you make it worse?
Knowing while I was sitting here missing you,
You were getting on just fine without me
I wasn't even a thought when you were talking to her.
3 stricks and you'll be out
It's the second time now
There's two others, who will be the third?
Stuck in this never ending cycle
I can't break out of it, it'll never get better
And now my butterflies drip red
just because of you
I'm running out of red
It's laying pooled around my feet
You're not sorry.
Red lipstickWhen every breath feels like a stabbing wound
someone cutting it open again and again
The pain in your stomach never ceases
to make you double over in pain again and again
The lines like red lipstick cross your arms
showing that you are no longer the strong one.
Cloud 9 dispersed and dropped you from the sky
sending you down millions of miles away.
The book of your story closed suddenly
and you never noticed that they pages were getting full.
Something lays deep and dark within you
scratching through every inch of your body begging to come out.
You were just seeing how thick your skin was
how easy it would be to slice through it
because you couldn't remember.
You took the razor down from its dusty shelf
and rinsed the rust away with crimson.
You are defined by sharp edges.
While he was saying goodbye, he said to you
"I love you more than you could ever imagine,
you shine brighter than the sun itself
and just radiate light around you"
So why was he the one to destroy you
leaving you to