:)
you say you wanna stay by my side?
darlin’ your head’s not right
“I wonder when I’ll stop feeling the hollow ache every time you leave, even though I know exactly what I’m setting myself up for,”
21:17 - I knew this was coming. I can’t help myself, can I? (moondustanddreams)
Feels like I ran over an angel
Told him sorry about worshipping the sin
Right after I worned him I was the devil
He hugged me as if I could feel something
I ran over an angel
That doesn’t know that the only thing I felt this last year was the burning lonliness from my inside
I ran over an angel and he still trying to show me the love that I really don’t deserve
And the only thing I can give back is a small smirk and this smoke coming out of my lips
I ran over an angel and he told me he find so many things in common with me but how can he when I can barely find a common ground with myself
I ran over an angel, and the way that his skin feels on mine makes me think that his blood is burning fire in all of his body
And me
Cold as ice
Gives us balance
And then he left me
You could’ve been the star in my skies
The brightest one
And The shine could’ve go through my body
Like when your hands touched me
Like when our lips crushed into one another
You could’ve been my boat in this Strom
Like your bed where we slept
When your body protected me from the cold
Your kisses were my warmest sun
But instead you blow the breath that rocked my deepest oceans and turned my sea into a tsunami and you didn’t even cared enough to look for me in the weaves
Took one last breath before I’m drowning
You walked away with the knife that went through my back
You didn’t even noticed
The red that the water was turning into
You walked away
Leaving my boat upside down
And my stars shooting down
My eyes wide open
Like a lost deer in the road
Seeing a car
Right before the hit
I closed my eyes
You were all gone
And then he left me
This is where it ends
This is where it ends
I’m a keeper. More than that, I’m a fucking dime. And I am worthy
You know how many guys would’ve replace you in a breath? I can think of at least three guys who are madly in love with me at this moment.
And I still, keep coming back here, to that one place where I don’t feel good enough.
You want to know why don’t you?
It’s because I know my worth, damn it, I’m one of the nicest people you’ll probably ever meet. I am funny, I’m great with kids, animals, the elderly, I respect every man and woman who’s crossing my path. I see love everywhere, & at the same time, I can be the baddest bitch around when I need to be one. yes, I’m pretty fucking great.
And a part of me, think, that if you’ll spend enough time with me, you’ll realize that too. But you know what? It doesn’t even matter anymore.
So you can go ahead and find yourself a girl, probably a good girl, studying for her masters in law, great grades, great big shining ass smile, and an OK shape. And you’ll probably talk about that job you just applied to, and how great the salary would be if you’ll get hired, and talk about her planes after college, and she’ll tell you how much she wants to get out of that shitty old town she’s living in right now. And you’ll tell her about all the places you’ve been to, you’ll tell her about China, Brazil, about that crazy ride you had in Colombia
And basically
About everything I thought I wanted to talk to you about
But you know what?
I don’t want to talk about Colombia
I want to talk about the stars
And aliens
And that dream I dreamt two nights ago
I want to talk about ambitions, and goals, and nature
I want to talk about that horse I saw In the wild last month and how much I wanted to be it
for that
same
moment.
I want to know about the biggest fears of the guy I’m fucking with and not only whats his favorite position in bed.
And honestly
I’m not afraid for even a moment that I’ll never have it, because I will
I can be insecure about a lot of shit,
Sometimes I hate my legs
But there’s one thing that I’ll never compromised on- and that it my worth in my partners eyes
Because I’m a piece of art
I’m the modern Mona-fucking-Lisa
And if you can’t value the touch of it when my fingers are running across your naked back
Then you don’t deserve a fucking second look at it
This is where it ends