I don't know if I can do this anymore - play these games with you. I just don't have it in me anymore.
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I don't know if I can do this anymore - play these games with you. I just don't have it in me anymore.
Mine
I want to be free of you, I'm just too afraid to know that if I go I can never come back to you
Please stop chasing me unless you know why you want to catch me
Mine
Sometimes, I think that maybe it was fate for me to fall in love with you just to have you walk away. I needed to learn how to crash and burn and rebuild.
Mine
When I met you everything felt so easy, you birth butterflies inside of me and woke up my spirit. Slowly I began to feel myself falling into you but I thought that you might be strong enough to catch me. How was I supposed to know that eventually you would take a step back and I would come crashing down? Even now I see you and there is an uncertainty between us, I look at you and I can see that place I used to call home. Maybe all we have are memories sewing up together now, maybe I would be better off cutting the seam and separating us. Yet I can’t help but long for the place on your chest where I would lie and feel all my worries and demons melt away.
Standing here with you after all of this time feels like an out of body experience. Everything is so right yet so wrong all at once. You are a ghost of someone who I’m not sure exists anymore. You are a shell of a man who I used to be able to look at an know exactly how you were feeling. Now it’s as if I am dying slowly from each tiny cut you inflict upon me- never intentional and never enough to make me realize how much pain I am in until after the fact. Little things that hurt at the time but I can simply brush off until I am alone and finally realize just how much you have carved out of me. You never mean to do it which is the whole problem. Who can I be mad at other than myself for this whole mess? The version of you I knew is haunting me now as I look at you and realize just how much time has passed. I slowly feel you becoming a stranger and that may just be the worst wound you could have ever given me.
In the beginning you think that it will all be different. You think that maybe, just maybe, you found someone who knows you and somehow – impossibly, wants to stay anyway. Slowly it turns into so much more than you thought it would be. The boy you thought you could possibly like turns into the man who turned your life into so much more than you thought it could be. With him all the fairy tales and happily ever after crap doesn’t seem so far fetched after all. It seems perfect and just what you want until it comes apart before your very eyes.
I think there are two types of love in the world. There is the kind of love that is safe and comfortable; then there are the loves that burn your life to the ground.
I can't imagine belonging to someone else the same way I belong to him. He was right there next to me when the worst thing happened to me. How do I have that with another person? No one else will ever be able to take his place.
It's easier to sleep when you're there; you have the ability to chase all my demons away.
And right now kiss me. Kiss me because it feels like my body is going to combust if you don't
I will always love you. I still love you but I'm not IN love with you.
"What do you want from me?" "I just want you." "No - you don't. So let me go in the meantime.
There are moments where I just stop and think - I need to have your hands on me, to have your lips pressed against mine or I might just explode