My hands are at your throat && I think I hate you, but still we'll say, "remember when" just like we always do.

We spend too much time wondering why we're not good enough.

Life is a beautiful war.

You are beautiful,
It's society that's screwed up.

When you think that you're not happy with your life,
Take the time to remember that someone is happy simply because you're in theirs.

&& I imagine conversations,
That we could've had.

Her eyes,
They used to shine.

I'm beginning to trust you,
&& it's scaring me.
I'm giving you new ways to hurt me,
Every single day.
What's strange is;;
I don't mind.

You can take your time.
You can think it through.
But, thing is that by the time you realize what you had with me..
I'll be gone.

You may not always end up where you thought you were going,
But, you'll always end up where you're meant to be.