“Let’s be honest, you know you shouldn’t bother. ‘Cause with me, it’s impossible to win. Dressed to kill, you look so right. I am drunk with lust tonight. Your wounds are opening wide and they might be just my size.”—
you know what sucks. As badly as I want to say it, I know it would most likely be completely pointless, and it would probably just make things worse. but maybe not. maybe it would change things for the better. Im too much of a fucking coward to see. so I’ll just sit here, and wait for absolutely nothing.
I still think about you so much it consumes me. I still want your hands and eyes on me every waking hour. I still love you in a way I never thought I could. But when it comes to the chase, I’ve run as fast and as far as I can. I’m tired. I’m out of breath.
If you want me, it’s your move. If you want me, you’re going to have to come find me.
“I wake up, it’s a bad dream. No one on my side. I was fighting, but I just feel too tired to be fighting. Guess I’m not the fighting kind. Wouldn’t mind it if you were by my side. But you’re long gone.”—