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After you, I don’t know if I believe in love or I believe in how the idea of having you was more appealing than being alone with myself. Still, I don’t blame you for leaving, who would want to stay to begin with? I dont even like myself.
The shower is the only place I don’t crave your touch. The warmth of the water is the only thing that reminds me of your body on mine.
I miss you
“I love you.” The only thing I’m absolutely sure of in this messed up world. And I hope the same doesn’t hold true for you because the light in your eyes is too bright to be dimmed by falling victim to this thing called love.
It has destroyed so many
Our late night conversations show me who you really are. You aren't just the tough boy that I've come to love, you are a hopeless romantic deep down. And when it's 2 am and we both can't sleep we show each other just how much we truly love each other.
I think I'm in love
My worst nightmare is waking up to you not next to me. That you will fall out of love. That all of the little things I do will start to annoy you. My worst nightmare is being there when you kiss another girl. That everything about us was a lie. My worst nightmare is watching you walk out on what we had.
Losing you is my biggest fear
A sleepless night isn't as bad as it could be when I am talking with you.
2 am Thoughts
I don't know what happened for fate, or destiny, or maybe just sheer coincidence, to push us together, but I have a feeling that whatever happens from here will only strengthen the nonexistent bond that we have yet to form.
Inside the Artist #4
Maybe it was just the lighting with the trees and the half hidden sun, but I swear, you are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. And you wanted to sit next to me. Unbelievable.
Inside the Artist #3
I want to see the world through your eyes. I want to know what it is like to be unnoticed, to know how the wind can feel without running through it. I want to see how you see me, not as what everyone wants me to be, but just as I am. Just as me.
Inside the Artist #2
Did I ever matter to you? Or was I just the end game? A prize? I went into this relationship thinking I'd feel more loved than used.
I guess I was wrong about a lot of things
If you’re just a dream then I don’t want to wake up.
This can’t be a nightmare
Your eyes are the sky. Your voice is the earth. And your hug is what keeps me grounded.
Before you left
I put it to my head and pulled the trigger. I should have listened when they said love was a dangerous thing.
Love is a different death
In the dead of night, I can only find you. So I’m left to wonder, When it’s 2 am and you can’t sleep, Do you think of me too?
I hope you do