I can't figure this out; an errotion of the heart...
you're hanging on to hope with far too much skill...
I realize nothing's capatalized, but i like it...
I think there's something inside me that I can't...
the Milk way forgot to count it's stars...
The air
it surrounds you and takes your breath away...
I burn. And I'm uncomfortable.
A chemical mess is fixing to scorch my skin...
She paints a perfect picture
She tells a flawless lie...
The habitual tendencies I once had are again...
What we once had was too much to ask for. But then...