With love like a bullet youd be gun shy too

I don't want the clouds to roll in
When the sun's been out all day
I never realized the things we had
Until you took them all away

I know I've run out of good intentions
So I'll have to use the bad one's instead.

You can pretend that you're sorry,
but you're better off pretending you're dead

I should be stronger then weeping alone.
You should be weaker then sending me home.

Loving is fine if you have plenty of time
For walking on stilts at the edge of your mind

..idk im thinking about it

My heart cant keep from falling
theres no time for it to heal
i know i cannot love you
because love just isn't real

-from new poem

I continue to write these words
like a maniac on speed
i need to write them all out
more of an addiction than a need
it is in them that i search
to find all the answers
and to find the right way to ask you
if we could just become strangers

Still too young to see
too stubborn to admit
you're waiting for me to love you
im waiting for you to quit

but im here now
and im waiting for you to see
there's no way i can love you
if you dont feel the same for me

I travel for you around the world
Collecting moments o how absurd
To bring you beauty to bring you joy
Please love me, your little toy

Where is that silence you promised me?
Why is that distance so close to me?
Why is your violence still hurting me?
Why are your eyes avoiding me?