CxTrish

My room is empty, exept for my appearance I feel left out, alone Drowned out of your life, ignored It isn't us, It's you and sometimes me Constant beating up, it keeps me on distance I feel left, while you claim that you're still here How is this ever going to make sense? Some one told me that there are two types of people in relationships The ones who live just for the one they love And the people who live there life the exact way they did before, but with you sometimes in it I guess we're different on this part. Throw your arms around me. I can't bend any further At some point every rose has to die.

I can't read your face We can't read eachothers faces. We're just stalling Of letting loose. You can't offer me escape. We're physically closer And mentally further apart than ever. Now watch me leave.

I manage to be one day without your presence. The second day, every fiber of my being screams for you. Without you it's a waste of time. I'm only living for you, the rest just doesn't matter anymore. My heart. Only still beating for you. The third day; The start of my dying inside. I need you, every single day. And you can't be there. I need to be loved, every single day. And you can't see me. The fourth day; How is not seeing you, making me loving you less? Stop pushing me aside. Let me in! The fifth day; I bet if you could see my face, You'll instantly start running my way. It's true what you said to me. That you couldn't be enou

You're so beautiful to me. I could stare at you for hours and hours. When you're not here. When I can't feel you, I'm not alright. You should be at my side every second of my life. Without your presence, I'm not fine. Guess getting hurt last forever. But the pieces of this heart can love you more than enough. I'm afraid to. Terrified for you to leave. You're in my heart. You're in deep. And if you would leave, you would leave me with nothing. I'm gonna be nothing. Like before. Happy, what a strange feeling. Joy, I can't quite discribe it. All you need to know is, that I only have it when I'm with you. God, you make me complete.

It is not certain. Not a for sure. You are not my definitely. I'm twisted in you. But you mean nothing. Don't want to be hold like this, Like nothing at all. I don't always wanna sit here, waiting for you. Wondering what's keeping you from me. What to do? What to do with you? Because I'm finding myself believing in someone else. These eyes wouldn't even cry if you would leave. That's disturbing. I should care way more than I do.

I'm the whore in this story. The slut you were. I'm becoming everything I hate, Everything you did to me. I was repulsed by your actions. And now I'm doing the same damn thing to you. But I'm truly sorry. That's the only difference between our stories. Don't know it for sure. But this is real. This is now. This is what I need, I guess.

Today I can't feel pretty. I'm leaving all of my goals behind, Losing them, on purpose. What am I doing you ask me? Well, I've no clue. My life is getting more and more useless everyday. It's not a real bad thing though 'Cause I don't even wanna be anything in this craphole. Guess there really is a leave-Claire-when-she-really-doesn't-want-it rule. Whatever.. Go ahead! LEAVE! If I'm not going to be your first choice, Then I don't want to be any choice at all. And how do you know if it's cold feet or just isn't right? I certainly do not know. These hands are meant to be hold. Mine are empty, getting ice and ice cold..

The way you put it, its very romantic and all But to me its just unfair. You left me for that tramp. And even though you couldnt get me out of your head, You didnt had the balls to leave her either. And now when youre standing in front of my door again, Im not that pathetic to just take you back to me your second choice Because that is what this is!