Disconnect my heart, this tired head is overheating again. When all that's left to do is fall in love, I'm clinging to the edge of my rope. And I know you're good for me, I'm just not sure I'm what's best for you.
June 22nd 12:52am
I want to rip apart my chest and leave my heart exposed, to peel back skin and sinew, to dissolve all the bones. Forget the porcelain shell, it's all just a clever guise. Take me out of my body, let me see through immortal eyes. Then strip away the world. I want to be a naked soul.
June 22nd 9:29am
When you're gone, you know I miss you, I'm unraveling at the sinew and in the hollow pit of my stomach echo the words "I think I love you," But I'm just so unsure, just so afraid to fall. Like standing on the edge of the precipice, toes curled back and eyes wide open. I can't stand the thought of not being your's.
June 22nd 11:35am
Sometimes I get nervous and I don't know why, and some days when I wake up in the morning it feels like the world's been set on fire and it's all I can do to brew a pot of coffee and just close my eyes. Today I lit a cigarette and it tasted like regret, but it smelled like you. I half thought I forgot, but it's the little things that catch me off guard. Sometimes it's all too hard, but it's okay because I have a problem feeling. I'm either just awake or simply sleeping. I've never been good at deciphering lousy affairs of the heart. This body is just a broken vessel. I need another band-aid. My mind has sprung a leek and the ideas won't stop coming, and they only come when I try to sleep.