We could spend everyday together. Your hand on my heart and my arms wrapped around your soul.
If only dreams came true. I would never stop playing with your hair and you would never stop running your hands up and down me. You took the breath from lungs and replaced it with a meaning.
I am now destined to want more than I could ever have. These tears go out to you and these clenched fist go out to him. He’s truly in paradise and he doesn't even know it. How the greatest of treasures can be wasted on such foolish people.
Your beauty is making me bitter, your smile is making me angry, your eyes are stabbing me, and you are fucking killing me. I wish I could just get over you. But then I would be lying to myself. I would be turning away from the meaning of life.
Just please promise me, she’s everything to you. Tell me that you treat her right, tell me that you two sleep well at night, tell me that you two love each, tell me that you live the life I wish I had. Maybe, if she’s happy then maybe I can die happy?
Why can’t I be him, why can’t I be him, why can’t I be him, and why the fuck do I have to be me?