i've always thought that if you want something, it's yours to take. that desire will drive you through whatever it takes to get there. you want something, you put your work in for it, you get it.

only when it comes to relationships its an entirely different story. that throws me off, baffles me. when something takes the effort of two. for a while there is balance and things go great then suddenly the other party lets go and you're left clinging on to a chunk of flying debris.

you can try all you might, hold on til your knuckles turn white, and at the very best you'll only have half of a whole.

you find yourself in a position where somebody else is in control of your ability to attain what you desire.

feelings are so fucked up.





this scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in
now you're outside me
you see all the beauty
repent all your sin

it's nothing but time and a face that you'll lose
i chose to feel it and you couldn't choose
i'll write you a postcard, i'll send you the news
from a house down the road from real love

live through this and you won't look back

there's one thing i want to say so i'll be brave
you were what i wanted, i gave what i gave
i'm not sorry i met you
i'm not sorry it's over
i'm not sorry there's nothing to save
i'm not sorry there's nothing to save