The blood and cigarettes linger on my lips,
the ash and rusted red sultry in my throat...

I want to hold hands with you as the sun gets low;
we'll let it cast our shadows for miles and miles...

The skeletons of my secrets pick the lock of the...

Catching raindrops on your spindly, ivory fingers,
holding tears in your hands and behind your...

Our desires glow neon in the darkness
that keeps us safe and secret...

I am beginning to despise the way my hands shake
when the thought of you crosses my mind...

I can never be too close to you.
I want you to breathe me in...

I can't believe I let you steal me away.
I was never made for taking, much less yours...

I'm beginning to doubt your warmth.
i'm so afraid of losing you to similarity...

I would love not to believe
that everything happens for a reason...

Jealousy is angry orange.
It sounds like mirrors shattering...

Tear stains on pillowcases
imprint themselves on my cheek...