i have a serious SERIOUS lack of energy for deviantart any more...and i don't even want to begin to look at the 3,303 Messages i have...so ill say this;
ive started the 365 project, if you're interested in seeing my life these days then go here:
i can write you pretty words. but this is a story and i cannot seem to write another ending. we loved, and we loved, and we loved. and then you threw your hands up with reasons in your head, that i cannot grasp. with reasons in your heart, that keep me
awake
every
single
night.
and now i love, and i love, and i love. and you're not coming back. i know damn well, new lovers line your bed, with long necks to kiss. with long limbs that tangle and twist. and im sure their skin tastes better than mine, im sure their tongues are much wetter than mine. was i not enough? did i not love you hard enough? did i not spend days and nights dreaming of us? are my tears not adequate? because i saw the charts, quality and quantity, and your name is on top of both. is it so wrong to hold on to something i know was real? and is it so wrong to miss the way you make me feel? i keep apologizing to my spine because its longing for your lips. and i miss the way you walk and the sway of your hips. and the way you hold my hand. and the way you light your cigarettes. and... and... and...
i wake up 6 minutes late for class. you are the first thing on my mind. and it hits me like a sucker punch to the diaphragm.
OMFG hahaha. BEANER I started singing that today at the bus stop, and it was pretty cold outside and I was like woa randmlicious it was funny I almost screamed it but my lungs couldn't take it hahaha