Not a day goes by I don't think of you
Atfer all this time-- your still with me...
Somehow you remain.. locked so deep inside
I think my mom might have cancer.... :[
Dear Diary, my teen angst bullshit has a body count
I believe its 6 going on 7
I've been dreaming about you
In a pool of your own blood
with your eyes gouged out
by the work of my thumbs
the scent of your insides
from under the floorboards
the perfect perfume for settling a score
I'll hide you in my walls
your body will never be found
I'll wear your skin as a suit
Pretend to be you, your friends will like you more than they used to
Having someone tell you they love you can make your day 88% better. Yeah.. I did the calculations.
..............
Maybe you didn't notice
Today I wore you favorite lipgloss..
That you never even tasted.
Maybe I didn't see
The signs in front of me..
Just more months I wasted.
I noticed that your eyes looked away
When I asked if you loved me.
. .. . .. . ..
I fell for something that couldn't give me all I hoped for
I know you'll never begin to fall in love with me--
But the thought is nice
I needed some sentimental assurance that I'm safe inside your arms..
But Im lost in a world I can't get out of..
to be continued..
T0DAY i PRAYED THE ` CAR W0ULD CRASH .
Y0U`D HEAR THE NEWS & Y0U W0ULD THiNK
0F ME - - AS MUCH AS i`VE TH0UGHT 0F Y0U