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how many times can a boy let you go to bed with your heart half broken before you understand just how much he doesn’t love you? LL~
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I have asked myself far too frequently.. If he only loves me in private then, dear girl, is that really love? LL~
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it is Christmas morning and I’ve decided the best present I can give myself is the gift of unloving you.. LL~
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Loving you was like loving a ghost. Many times I felt you but I’m not sure you were ever really here.. LL~
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Perhaps there is good In being broken Because then You can put the pieces back together Just the way you want them LL.
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I don’t fit completely and entirely anywhere From one day to the next I change as my moon does And find my way back to what I want again and again I am ever changing but stable, wild yet tame Dark and light, fast and slow The me you see today is just an evolved…
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It doesn’t matter what I do to keep myself busy. As soon as there is a quiet moment, it is you that I think of. Always you. And before I know it, I am sinking down down down again and drowning in unrequited love. LL~
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I watched the sunrise as the miles blurred behind me… It had only been an hour and I could feel my body starving again for the heat of yours. You say your heart beats faster for me but I swear my body was created to have you inside me… For the way your mouth explores…
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I want to ask you how much of it was a lie but I could not bear it if you answered honestly and said all of it..
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Is there any poetic way to tell the truth about us? To say that you used me and that’s fucking awful. But what’s even worse is, somewhere inside me, I knew you were. But I was so desperate to be wanted, loved, needed that I let you. LL~
