i love him immensely but he thought i am too young and naive to think like that...it was his fault he made me fall for him, so damn hard...i thought i was fighting for love but he was fighting for friendship.
he promised me forever
he promised me he was going to catch me
he promised me love
and i fell for it,i wanted him to be everything he wants to be and happy so i let him go for real this time...
he looked at me from a distance
i didn't really notice
but i could feel his gaze
he walked away
i let him
when he came back
i was already lost
in someone else
it wasn't fair
but im tired of this
something that was too good to be true
something that gave me life
but left me lifeless
so now his gone again
but this time for good.
Many many lies
I have told
But I didn't lie when I told you I love you
I'm sorry
I'm sorry for loving you
I'm sorry for making you happy
I'm sorry for telling you I love you
I'm sorry for falling in love with you
I'm sorry for the tears I cried
I'm sorry
I cherished your smile and kept it from fading away
Baby, I'm phosphophyllite to you
You only think I'm pretty when I break.
The tears running down my face are your nectar.
I'm the geode and you're the hammer
You break me apart and admire your own strength.
Baby, you can cleave me apart and
I'll cleave myself together.
So if you'll need to be cruel,
Do it to me.
I can put myself back together
No matter how many times I break
Apart for you
My god what a year... I don't know what to say...
I have learned many things along this journey:
Signs of who I am, buried in my chest,
With the fact, that I also, maybe need... love and care.
It's so painful,
Leaving my web of protection and warmth,
and going into a foreign land
That only comes with darkness in the dense woods.
But much to my dismay, I must leave.
Just like a spider leaves it's web when necessary.
Tears as an expression of a form of love so pure,
That they do not want to be seen.
Only the ones that have been brought up with warmth and love withhold it.
It is not to be spoken of; for it fears to be expressed,
Because it is a weakness that none would like to showcase.
Love is a beautiful thing
Oh, to fall in love
Such a beautiful thing
Such a beautiful feeling
A feeling I've never felt
A feeling I wish I've felt
A feeling I need to feel
A feeling I want
And I'm sad and scared
Shouldn't I have fell in love?
Shouldn't I have, at least once?
And should I feel this?
Maybe it's too soon
Maybe I want it too much
Or maybe it's not
Maybe I'm the issue
I thought you were a tornado
I thought you would change my life
But I wasn't right
You were more of a storm
I know I shouldn't feel this
I shouldn't be asking what if
I know I'm the reason it ended
But I don't even know what I ended
Don't get me wrong
I don't regret it
But I still wonder what if
I still wonder if it was right
But I think I know it was
We simply weren't meant
But it hurts still
Maybe I'm not meant for anyone
So maybe I'm not hurt
Or, at least, not hurt it ended
Maybe I'm just hurt
Hurt of how I feel now
Shivers do down my spine
Just thinking about it
It reflects something
Just maybe not what I want
But I liked the shivers
At least that time you kissed me
At least that day
And I hated that I liked them