You keep telling me to be glad for what we had while we had it. That the brightest flame burns quickest. Which means you saw us as a candle. And I saw us as the sun.
I could’ve sworn I was telling the truth when I told you I didn’t miss you.
This isn’t me missing you. This is me missing the me I used to be.
You can be in love and you can be in a relationship. But they’re not always the same thing.
I made myself from all the love you no longer wanted.
When I sit near you, my hands suddenly become alien things and I don’t know where to put them or what they usually do, like this is the first time I’ve ever had hands and maybe they go in my pockets and maybe they don’t.
You took all my words when all I wanted to do was say them.
I know you’re just a rag doll now, sewn together with memories that we might have had. I know you’re just the dream inside of a dream And don’t worry, I know I don’t know you, anymore.
We clutch that picture to our hearts because we expect each other to always be the people in that picture. But people change. People aren’t pictures. And you can either take a new picture or throw the old one away.
Because we all need to believe in movies, sometimes.
This is my skin. It keeps out the rain and words I’d rather not hear like “I’m tired” or “I’m fine” or “We need to talk.” This is my skin and it’s thick. This is not your skin. Yet you are still under it.
You are a drop of perfect in an imperfect world. And all i need, is a taste.
You make me nostalgic for a love that hasn’t even happened yet.
If there’s one thing I hate, it’s not knowing what’s wrong with someone and all you want to do is make them feel better.
Now you’ve gone too fast. Now, you’ve made me leave me behind.
I’d rather live with the answer than die with the question.
Forget the air, I’ll breathe you instead.
Being gifted doesn’t mean you’ve been given something. It means, you have something to give.
You are the best parts of all the songs I love.
No matter how you stack me. No matter how you arrange me. No matter how you look at me. I am still here and i am still the same person made of the same things. I regret nothing.