Don't come home. Stay in Ohio, where you're far enough for me to fall asleep on my own. As soon as you landed, I felt and addicting substance back in my veins. and the wind blowing harder to slide through your hair from across your face.
And God knows there's nothing I hate more than the Chicago winters and being sick.
The world is separated in color schemes, but you're a cross of black and grey. And you're taking all my warmth away. All I want from you is to stand there and watch how crippling you are for me.
Don't come back here. This isn't the first time you try to bring me down. But I won't let you take me back down. And this won't go away because it's easier for me to blame you for being stupid and heartless than it is for me to blame myself for being selfish and spineless.
You may not be as bad as you seem, but you'll always be the clouds in the sky to me.
The world is separated in color schemes, but you're a cross of black and grey. And you're taking all my warmth away. All I want from you is to stand there and watch how crippling you are for me.
I'll be the rocks you kick across your campus. I'll be the power outage you won't notice because you were too busy sleeping.