You make me strong and I make you weak. The perfect mismatch and disharmony.

I feel the blood under my skin and I hate every part of me. How could I lose the only thing worth keeping. Now I'm sorry I didn't wait for you.

I look at him and all I can think about is the day when I won't be able to anymore.

And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose, feeling like I'm worthless. But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine. Content with the fact that I know this city's mine.

Is it wrong to assume that you missed me?
because the look in your eye says that you're dying to kiss me

No one deserves to be treated that way. So even if you love with your entire heart, every fiber of your being, with so much passion that it hurts to think about it, you need to forget what you want and remember what you deserve.

You'll never know how strong you are until being strong is the only choice you have.

I am learning how to be lost completely. I want to be found, be craved like the things we push away. These patterns cut every day. I need you to reach, I need you to need me.

You look like you did before, only prettier
everyday, I love you more.

A little higher and we're well away. The dark nights are drawing in and your humor is as black as them. I look at yours, you laugh at mine and love is just a miserable lie.