They always seem to leave in the spring
As if they know that it hurts more
To carry a heartbreak through the summer.

☂

I got bruises on my knees for you. Baby, I fell. I fell face down for you. ⚓

He just reminded me, once again.

'You will not get that golden boy you dream of each night. You'll wake up alone. It's life.'

Thanks babe, that's what friends are for!

Hope in her mind for tomorrow.

SOMS BEN IK EEN MEISJES VAN DUIZEND DIEPTES. EN SOMS BEN IK ZO OPPERVLAKKIG ALS NAGELAK. IK HOU ERVAN. SOMS TREK IK MIJN DUIKERSPAKJE AAN EN ZINK IK WEG. MAAR SOMS WIL IK ALLEEN MAAR GIECHELEN EN DOE IK NET ALSOF DE KRANT VAN VANDAAG NIET BESTAAT. DAT IS EEN KEUZE, EN DIE MAAK IK HELEMAAL ZELF. MAAR JIJ, JIJ MAG OP DE RESTJES KAUWEN, WANT ALS JIJ NIET VERDER WIL KIJKEN DAN JE NEUS LANG IS EN MIJN TIETEN GROOT ZIJN... HOUD HET OP.

IK VIND JE STOM. MAAR DAT HOEF JIJ NIET TE WETEN.

You say you miss those days, but we did it right.

Quit the habit, started smoking again.

I was crying you where laughing.

Hit in the face, blood on the snow.

We where never happier...

ik wil je zo graag

dat ik niet weet waar ik het zoeken moet

en ik ken je niet eens

jongen met je grote blauwe ogen.!

Now at the end of every day I lie awake at night and wait to feel the wires of my brain get cut and quietly rearranged and hear my beaten heart exclaim.

‘I walk with both arms to my side, but in my mind they're both spread wide.’

We pretend that it won't happen but you pause and it is gone.

Seems we are left with nothing when it's only separation.

Cut off tomorrow realize today, it means so much more,

and if we are strong we cannot let it slip through our hands.

There will be no apathy, we can't afford to lose what little we have.

There will be no apathy, I won't just let things run their course.

Why do we measure worth based on what's going to be?

Why do we measure worth based solely on what used to be?

Why does it seem as if it's not worth trying?

Why does it seem like there is no more worth?

For how much longer will we let time keep us apart?

For how much longer will we let this space get in our way?

Will I devalue what I know will soon be gone?

Can I only value what I know will soon be gone?

And every moment was worth it but I'm visibly shaken.