Another late night phone call ends with a long goodbye. Realizing that in 3
hours I have to wake up and go through the same fake people, the same
dramatic problems just like the day before.

Every word you speak sinks into my skin and makes me want to believe
everything.

Thoughts run through my head as a bullet penetrates my heart. Unable to help
but want you and I to say the perfect things so that nothing can hurt us,
wanting to paint something unreal so that I can’t feel the bullet being
placed inside my heart.

I know in the end ill want to scratch at my skin and let each word you said
bleed out of me.

Beautiful, the thing you cant refrain from saying, I want to scream each
time those letters fall from your lips. If I believe it, you’ll take
everything away from me. Every small strength that ive some how seemed to
hold onto still could be shatter with believing those letters. I can’t let
you do this.



 
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