I ask you about my lilac hair because i want you to know i want to know what will make you think im beautiful…
I get sick knowing I’m not the girl..
but I knew all along
Everything around me is brewing.
You are brewing.
I can’t deny that every bubble in my boiling belly,
Every gut wrenching pop is born from a thought of you.
Exists because of thoughts of you..
I don’t want to speak
We just want to know why we aren’t the ones…
I don’t sleep because when my eyes are closed I’m alone
I’ve never had the audacity to wait for a heart before now, but you said sleep on it. So I curled up on your chest and learned patience. Didn’t want to let the weight of my tears wake your gorgeous the mornings can be so mortal. And you often have bad dreams, I’ve caught you, mid-scream on a September night, swore then that I would kiss the fright from your voice; if you would let me but that’s your choice, my love.
In the grand scheme of things, I will die and you will…
I’m an ugly creature
that can’t help but want to be in with the ones who are adored