It hurts.It hurts knowing that I like you, and you like someone else.
It hurts knowing, that you can kiss someone else but I can only think about kissing you.
It hurts knowing that I crave your comfort when your comforting someone else.
It hurts that your thinking about them all the time, yet it comes to me I don't slip through your mind once.
It hurts that you miss them more than you'll ever miss me.
It hurts that if I dissappeared you wouldn't cry, but if that person disappeared you'd cry.
I wish these tiny things didn't hurt, but they do because they matter things that matter hurt. So I guess that's why it doesn’t hurt you because I don't matter and that hurts.
I wish I knewI wish I knew your feelings for me.
I wish I knew your thoughts.
I wish I knew everything about you.
I wish to know how you feel
So I don't have to feel like a burden,
So I don't have to play a game of guess who? For it to be more like guess what?
I wish I knew what you thought
So I knew what was the things I'm doing right from wrong.
So I didn't need to keep asking myself what I need to do.
I wish I knew everything about you
So there wasn't secrets and I could know if something was wrong.
So we don't need to hide.
I just wish you'd tell me.
PerfectionI see perfection in her eyes.
I see perfection in her smile.
I hear perfection in her voice.
I see perfection her everything.
Others may say she's flawed;
Everyone is. But to me,
That's her perfections.
"don't glamorise flaws!"
You might say that but that makes everyone perfect.
She's not perfect because of her looks,
Even though she takes my breath away.
She's perfect because she's a perfection I want to fight for.
She got what she deserved.Why is it people say they care about me yet they don't show it?
I ask for help and beg and plead for advice..
I just get silence.
It's like everyone is against me,
Everyone wants me to suffer.
My lungs are feeling ripped and shredded and compressed into my rib cage.
My head has demons that want me dead, other people can hear them so crush my skull.
Shards of bone stab in and bleed out.
I can't say anything on the matter,
Because my voice has been lost.
Taken away from those I thought who cared,
Now I lie here no longer alive.
One last demon speaks;
"She got what she deserved. And she got the truth, no one cares."
All of it has changed.Now instead of butterflies and nerves, it's fear and terror.
Now instead of feeling happy when hearing your name.. I burst into tears.
I felt so happy and safe near you, but now I've seen a different side. A side that all has changed.