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— Time passing isn’t an apology. (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky's
‘i am your mould, but the shape of you is true absence, leaving me purposeless.’
punchline
im not just a punchline, im the whole joke
and being around you makes me sick in my throat
of all the things that i could've, but never said
cause the only good girl is a girl who's dead
and i really hope you're enjoying it
thinking im the fool, a naive idiot
cause i felt it when i was in your car
that in the end it'll end up being my fault
and i really hope you'll get the attention
you're seeking from me, but dont deserve
cause i dont care, but you still make me ill
i dont wanna speak, but i guess i will
im used to it, but still speechless
dissappointed cause i thought it'll matter less
and i hope, i do, its just a test
an endless game without the option to rest
i dont know what is it im fighting for
afraid if i knew, i'd be just lying more
in my bed, i only take action inside my head
im in a vegetative state, i swear it's not dead yet
i only started a fire, just to let it burn
but then the forest caught on it, drying up all the reserves
and i cried, i cursed with the smoke in my lungs
but the trees were sighing, knowing it's still not enough
cause i destroy, but dont bother to build
cause i need more than whatever the fuck is this
but i dont know if i'll ever be worthy enough
i know that i'm still not good enough
to win the fight i've long deserved
cause i come from a bloodline full of hurt
but i blame, and i beg, and i kill, and i lie
cause my self-doubt overshadows my need for pride
insane enough
i know your lies better than i know you
i believe my delusions more than the truth
cause how boring would that be
have to betray myself the way the you betrayed me
i know the future but cant prevent the cause
and every time i win my brain just presses pause
its contradictory, its extraordinary
im slowing choking out my saving mary
im insane enough in the head
to believe i dont have a future, but you'll come back
you must hate me now, but we'll make amends
im insane enough for that
cause im right, tried and true
i was right, right there with you
hope you remember everything i said
i cant know wrong, cause i dont know anything else
the dog that bites again
i saw myself in you
got so close to never figuring out the truth
loosened the collar, just to breathe
dove in to understand what's underneath
jumped in the deep end, just to hurt
just to feel the kinda love i deserve
know it'd kill you to have clarity
wouldnt kill me to have more of your empathy
wore my heart exactly on my sleeve
so i knew what to expect when you would leave
i looked for the cure, before the bite
but you held me and i still felt terrified
i dont want you to be the dog that bites again
cause you're starving for my meat but still want it out of a hand
cant strike cause it'll make you weep
cant lie cause it'd break your teeth
i could do whatever i can
but i love you, so i cant, i cant
i think that i've changed
but not enough to stay away from your games
i pick the wound then stare in disbelief
distract myself for temporary relief
return and wander around the scene of the crime
cant lose you if i believe you were never mine
but i believe the most absurd, twisted things
my body's tired from twisting in my sheets
jumped in the deep end, just to hurt
just to feel the kinda love i deserve
know it'd kill you to say you're sorry
wouldnt kill me to hear you loved me
i dont want you to be the dog that bites again
cause you're starving for my meat but still want it out of a hand
cant strike cause it'll make you weep
cant lie cause it'd break your teeth
i could do whatever i can
but i love you, so i cant, i cant
and after all of this, i still love you
if the world was ending, you're who i'd run to
i break my legs, while you're keeping your peace
your fault but im still the one who bleeds
would lie than admit you did me wrong
and that this wasnt all my fucking fault
would die than say i dont miss you back
cause you know i do, you know it so well
i'm not done loving you yet (pt. 3)
loving you is like watching paint dry
i like it and hate it, all at the same time
the process is haunting, the ending is hopeless
i put my whole life on trusting the process
i hate being abandoned, but it makes me feel alive
knowing you'll eventually extinguish the light
i chase what i never got, and get what i've always feared
i gave you my all, knowing the end is near
the end is always near
you're everything i feared
i love you and hate you at the same time
instead of crying, i sat down to watch the paint dry
cause i, in my self-pity
with every drop of blood left in me
dont think that i'll, eventually
leave what isnt good for me
i'm not done loving you yet
my body is sore, while my heart is still in debt
i'm not done loving you yet
and if you didnt, you dont, you wont let me
i'll bury the pain, you wouldnt let me carry
i'm not done loving you yet (pt. 2)
my common sense wants to bury me
but my heart keeps on telling me
that you'll come back and we'll make amends
and we'll become more than friends
again
cause i dont know if it was a lie
but if you still have the nerve to go outside
i wanna believe you're not so heartless
but my friends are tired of calling out my nonsense
cause i, delusionally
with every string of hope left in me
dont think that i'll, eventually
let go of you, the way you let go of me
i'm not done loving you yet
my body is sore, while my heart is still in debt
i'm not done loving you yet
but you dont let me, and i cant pretend
that i have, i cant, i cant
i got a nose ring and a pair of doc martens the same week, expect me to be insufferable from now on
i'm not done loving you yet
i wasnt done loving you yet
i'm trying to get
some closure, a piece of your mind
find out the truth before you lost it all one night
i know its not up to me to write our end
but i'm desperate enough to make amends
you carry the blade, i carry the hurt
you carry your mouth that lied about the love i deserve
i know what i should've done
i know what i should do
but i accepted it all when you became my muse
i know what i think, but i hate the way i feel
i love the way you loved, but i'd hate it when you'd leave
cause i, selfishly
with no sane thoughts left in me
dont think that i'll, eventually
accept the way you let yourself flee
i'm not done loving you yet
my body is sore, while my heart is still in debt
i'm not done loving you yet
but if you dont let me, i'll just pretend
that i have, but i cant
i wanna be everything you see and nothing more
cause it was the best parts of me, that you adored
porcelain soul with a head of steel
gave me more even though you knew i'd bleed
pretty self-explainatory i fear
i dont want you to be the dog that bites again
just caught wind that the two of you broke up
i am sorry, but not sorry enough
call me cruel, call me mad
or maybe admit that im the best you've ever had
you chose to lose me over him
why cant i happy, you're learning the consequence?
i am sorry, but not sorry enough
you're drowning, but not drowning enough