laur-white

To have you, now, makes me sick And to think, you used to be everything. I could keep you around hold on to a hope, Keep hanging around your mind Waiting for things to change. But something's never will. I wrap myself in you Entangle and intertwine. Hold a firm grip. I never saw it until now. Accept it, until now. I see love in you But it's just part of your game, Burnt flame. It makes me sick. To think the moment's here But the timings wrong Our chance stale, hope passed on. I've moved on. It's time to pick up, Move away, move along. I've moved on. It has to end sometime. I have to stand on my own, this time.

…the tires spin like summer swings and I heard his heart beating and thumping and booming as if it were escaping as if it knew I can hear it too and the stars shone with knowing glares as they spin in the dusting pavement the tired road we left behind us and trees loomed over pretty walkways with couples gliding in the summer air and then my fingers began to itch for comfort as the music lulled and the weather rotates and spins above like the towering heavens and my hand found another again and I felt the salt of sweat the trembling of nerves and it was finally right everything was right in the warmth of the car in the heat of summer and

You are nothing to me but rainfall. I roll you off my shoulders. I dry you out of my hair. You are nothing to me but snowfall. I shovel you off my pretty walk ways. I keep you out, stay in and stay warm. We were nothing but a change in weather. Seasons change, people change. To me, you are nothing... But still. I can't stop the clouds from calling. I can't stop myself from falling. You are nothing until clouds roll in, again.  

My hands around my stomach breaking at the skin; Ripping at the flesh. Naked on my bathroom floor, shaken with frustration; Torn by disappointment. "I am an embarrassment. A heavy waste of air," I say. I stare my body in the mirror. I'm a mass of failure, a weighing number of inadequacies. This will kill me. This will end me. Cutting at my stretching skin, grabbing at what holds me down. I know they see it too. I walk down halls with piercing eyes glaring at my weakness. Judging my body; I drag it along. It's this shell I'd die to break out of. It's this burden that lost all self esteem. It's this problem that brough

I've crushed, lusted and loved, but never like this. I've never felt like this before. I lay with you on our side of the bed and can't help but think, "What did I do to deserve someone so perfect? How'd did I get so lucky to meet you so young?" I've never been this happy or so comfortable. Never have I been so honest with someone else. I think maybe I'm more honest with you than I am with myself, sometimes. You make me feel beautiful, worth the while. You make me feel, period. Baby, I love you. I'll always love you, and I'll spend my whole life living up to what you deserve. You're who I was waiting for.

I was nothing but a walking wreck. Curled up in my emotion. I was shaking in my bathtub hung to words, burn to ashes. I was hurt, bleeding out, running out of time. The waves were caving in, they would sink your pretty ship. Your mighty ship that housed this. The ship buckles in and crashes down, I stare blank faced and terrified. I stare wide eyed, Earth begins to turn. Shake the sorrow from my heavy head. There you are, there was a smile. I melt to air, floating through your lungs. My mind fills and explodes with a touch. Explodes with purple skies, lullabies; Car rides past stars, right to the moon. I found you, I foun