For how long will I keep crying myself to sleep?
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For how long will I keep crying myself to sleep?
If the good memories are making me cry, then what could the bad ones possibly do to me?
I want to close my eyes and never open them again, because when I am asleep, we are never apart.
Sometimes, I wish I didn't know so much about you, because now, after you're gone, every little thing is a reminder.
And if you ever foolishly think that my love for you isn't real,
I will shower you with love poems,
Until you feel it flowing through your veins.
If all the stars in the sky aligned to show me the way, I would still be lost without you.
Like a lost ghost, you keep hunting my dreams. Like a desperate soul, I keep closing my eyes every night, hoping to see your face one more time.
Like a fragile butterfly, I hide you in a jar. So scared that if I let you out, the world breaks you even more than it already has.
She may be made of tender kisses and soft whispers, but she is also made of shattered dreams and broken promises.
Check out my profile on Wattpad, I'm diana https://www.wattpad.com/dianapayberz?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_profile What happens when the one who broke your heart is the only one who can fix it.
"I hate that word,"
He said looking at me,
Referring to a word i say often.
"It makes me angry,"
He explained,
As if he was reading my mind.
"Sorry, i won't say it again,"
I promised.
"No, it doesn't make me angry when YOU say it.
You can say it."
He said then looked away.
But a smile crossed his face
Just when one crossed mine.
We can't control our hearts, but if we could; i would've chosen you.
God, you just know how to make me fall apart.
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I go home and set my old life on fire,
Because I don't want to hurt anymore.
I watch my pain slowly turn to ashes,
With your face still painted in the darkness of my closed eyelids.
This book is a collection of everything I ever wanted to say but never could.
Monday left me broken
Tuesday I was through with hoping
Wednesday my empty arms were open
Thursday waiting for love
Waiting for love.
Thank the stars it's Friday
I'm burning like a fire gone wild on Saturday
Guess I won't be coming to church on Sunday
I'll be waiting for love, waiting for love
To come around.
Beautiful.
Beautiful things all around me.
But somehow, you're all I want to see.
I used to have you by my side.
Always.
You were always a whisper away.
But now, life happened.
We don't talk like we used to.
We don't know eachother anymore.
I feel like I have changed.
I know that I have changed.
I have changed a lot.
And I know you have, too.
God, how I wish I could tell you about the new me.
The things she likes
And the things she hates.
I also want to know the new you.
I want to learn all abou her.
Are you even real at all?
Because sometimes I start to doubt that.
What if you are not real?
What if you are a perfect, made up creature?
But you can't be.
I know you can't.
Because I have proof.
I have proof that once upon a time.
We were all we got.
Or maybe I wasn't your everything.
But you were definitely my everything.
This book is a collection of everything I ever wanted to say but never could.