a love that bites

some things aren't worth the time and the things they do to your mind

it's not about the tattoo

the only proof i have that you were ever here at all

five: the sequel. i wish i knew how to take my own advice so i wouldn't have to write the same damn poem every time you fuck me over

i've given up on ever being clean

i have a bad habit of ruining pretty things

waiting at the place you'd promised you'd be

something unrequited

i can no longer see the things i had dreamed for me i thought that town was suffocating me

hopelessly suffocating in the loss of who i was, and what i wanted to be

im so sick of your games

she'll never kiss like i do

dear me, the worst hopeless romantic

its nice to know im finally letting go of this place, and its finally letting go of me too.

she didn't see me on the pavement at her feet as she kissed her cigarette, and blew it into a halo around her head.

you said we'd never grow apart, you said we'd never change on each other, but you lied, and i changed. so did you. and this time, i wanted to change.