Losing the one you love knocks you down a million flights of stairs
You try but you can't move anymore
you want to rewind to be with him
change what you think made it go wrong and you shot anger at yourself and haterd towards the one who is killing you

Losing the one you love knocks you down a thousands flights of stairs.

Losing him is a slash through your body that sometimes bleeds hard, and sometimes bleeds extremely intensively.

When they leave you, it's a nightmare that no one can help you wake up from, it's a walking pit of shameful regrets and disappointments and things you miss more then you have started to imagine.

"I knew the dangers of cutting myself, but I also knew the dangers of losing you and I also knew the dangers of breaking myself if I dated someone as amazing as you."

"I'm not indepent when my heart is broken and my hope is busted and my plans and dreams are shattered to the core."

Everyone wants me to stitch myself and find a partner with a sewing needle but why would I set myself in the trap again, I'd rather just mourn over my old life rewinding in my everything and conscent aches that engulf every spark and uplift.

I remember it clearly, how I loved you, with this bounding heart that couldn't beat stable without you, with craves to kiss your lips and be held by only you, plus more, I now drift to this unconditional condition of sherds, they don't look to being fixed

Sharpen your sticks to stab my heart. My shield's weak and you've found it's weakest spot.

I MISS HIM SO MUCH AND I WISH DEEP DOWN HE STILL CARES.