The older I get the more I realize that this show made absolutely no fucking sense

correctly:

You never really
know someone
until you’ve read
what they write
at 3 AM when
loneliness
consumes them
but does not 
destroy them

If I had bested a better foe than my own ennui
An adversary greater than mine pugnacious con
I’d have noted that my only enemy was myself
And then when faced with my own apathy;
I’d have won

When we were not longer us
It didn’t change the world
No one cried
It didn’t start pouring
Like the sky was protesting
The world wasn’t rooting for us
It wasn’t important or incredibly depressing
We were not a classic, tragic love story
We were far from extraordinary
We were just people
People who were in love
But slowly fell apart
And fell away from each other
We didn’t change the world
But we did change each other
It didn’t change the world
It was only the light that changed
That light which burned in our eyes
The love that once glowed
Didn’t burn quite so bright
It was still there
But it was no longer enough
And god do I wish
That the light was still burning in your eyes
Because it’s still burning in mine

I’d write to you
If it meant I’d be writing you back to me
If it meant you’d know
That I still care

I’d write to you
If I knew it still even mattered
If it would even make a difference

I’d write to you
Write myself back into your arms
If that’s what you wanted

I’d write to you
If it meant things would change
Not just our usual relapse
But a reunion

I’d write to you
If I wasn’t so damn scared
Of how you’d react to it

I never wrote much about you
No poetry
No songs
No love letters never sent
Because I knew
That you’d think it was cliche
But maybe I should have
Should have written about
That golden warmth you feel
when you’re with that special someone
Or the look in your eyes
as we just lay there in silence together
Or how I saw the lonely lost look in your eyes
When you weren’t sure about me anymore
I should have written about how much I loved the line of us
I loved seeing the line of us as it had been separate lines
Finally come together
And stretch and move along as one
One line
To see the line cross and separate and eventually
Come back together
Back together as us
I should have written when we were still in love
Not just the after
When I was mad at you
I wish I had written our lives
As they happened
Written it all
So I could bequeath
Our collective life to you
When we separated
For what’s looking like the last time
So you could actually see
How much I cared
But never showed you

sepia-skinnedsiren:

It happened at dawn.
The light’s strings changed
and his breathing went sideways.
And silence
it had drawn a solid line in the
middle of our bed.

Ignorance is bliss
But the truth sets you free
Despite its name freedom isn’t free
It always comes with a cost
And it seems to me that price is pain
Knowledge is power
And power is pressure
If you knew how the world would end
It would tear you up inside
But you would be free, wouldn’t you
The only thing that hurts more than the truth
Is feigned ignorance

falling-down-a-rabbits-hole:

I don’t know much about love
I’m unsure of whether I’ve ever felt it
But you, my dear
You were the closest

I don’t know much about getting over someone
So I don’t know if it’s normal
To pass in between
Self-loathing
Apathy
And sadness
The only thoughts I can really latch onto
Is that I…

If you no longer want me
Just say the words
And I’ll be gone

But don’t float me along
Believing
That I might still have a chance

Because you liked me last week
So why not now
What changed

The worst part is
I know this is mostly my fault

Maybe if I’d told you how I felt
How much I liked you
Maybe if I hadn’t pushed you away
Maybe if I was prettier
Smarter
Funnier
Better
Maybe if I had been enough
You would still be here