A birthday cake that says /you'll always think about the people you've hurt/ -I never fell in love, not really. It almost looked like nothing bad had ever happened there.

When I was packing to leave, I took the curtains down and let the light into our bedroom for the first time in months.

And what about all the good things I have in my heart - do they mean nothing? -I'm so scared that the rest of my life is going to feel like this.

I don't have enough in me for everything that is unrequited -there are symphonies in my head screaming: it is going to get better I want time to be in love with everything -now go to sleep. I should have known better -not a day passes that I don't see ourselves, you and me, as we were when we first met. and I can't stop it, it's hopeless trying, and tomorrow I will go and sit like a fool in that darkness -I want to let you go but there's comfort in the panic -the honest to God truth is that i'm mad at myself. but the only time you call her beautiful is when it's 3 Am and i've already turned you down -i'm going mad and nobody knows it. I was in a place where nobody knew my heart even a little bit -'reminds me of a girl I loved' -the future is so close and I am so scared -you claim you love her, inside and out. I got to sit in silent tears' -do you know how much thinking and feeling i've done? and nothing's come of it. I want to feel the sun on my skin and I want to feel happiness in my veins -I did not get to be mad and it's not fair it's not fair it's not fair I did not get to yell. fall in love with myself, with a cafe, with the boy across the street staring at me. I don't know if it was the cold or the fact that I loved you but **** 0 I felt the world rush through my veins -i'm sorry to all the people I hurt while I was hurting -all I really want is to get lost in a beautiful city and fall in love. and maybe they were right when they said it gets better) -I remember the first time you held my hand. (I still miss you sometimes but i'm not drowning anymore. and *** you for making me feel for the slightest second that i'm not -today I saw your face and I lost my mind a little but I didn't collapse like I would have 6 months ago. and I wonder why I love a stranger with all my heart, and why someone who doesn't even know my name means more to me than I mean to myself -the sky was as pretty as your eyes tonight - i'm learning to be okay on my own -*** you - I am worth it. but i'm never going to know what his skin feels like against mine, or what he likes in his coffee.

Wise Men Say by drunkonwriting