if she could just wash away with the oceanshe'd take the postion just one more touch she wishes so much all they did was missbut they eventually got the kiss now they forever say byeand only one does cryon the inside she feels deadshe carries the pain around like ledshe hopes she dont tie the noose too loosethe cuts from the bladewill someday fade she stopped eatinghad trouble breathing she wakes up in hell never feeling wellher life she hatesbecause she lost her mate he let goso now they call her a hoe who knows why maybe cause shes not shy they also call her a whore because shes too poor running out of breathbut shes not smoking meth she loves him he gave her a slim jimthey "looked" for mars they didnt put money in jars she tried so long for it allbut in the end we all fallso much she wants him backbut something she just lacksthey fell in love at summer at the time she was dumber his eyes they were bluethat should have given her a clue he took the risk memories on a discbut the disc is in her headbeing replayed again and again, its keeping her heart fed hes a duchbag but he does it in the nicest ways making long days but she doesnt care with him everything seems fair they were going to wait 2 years was it because of fears?he gave her his hoodie peyton said it had cooties "you wish" to "you gonna"that was hella funna for hours they could talk at times, her, he would mockshe wishes he still loved her cause to her heart hes the only one that holds the key ,but somewhere in between he lost it she felt like she needed to throw a fit he will always be somewhere in her hearteven if there thousands of miles apartfor hoursit was her he would devour he made her feel perfect he made her feel worth it her wrist stained redbet he wishes she was deadhe doesnt know how many pills she takeswhile his mom is making him move leaves with a rake he doesnt know she prays for him each night that he'll find a girl to love and cherish forever and never lose out of sight but part of her wishes to be that girlsince she's not sometimes she gets so sad she feels like shes gonna hurl more than a month has gone by and she still cant let goshe feels so low she hates that she loves him and that he doesnt feel the same about it her "bff" makes her feel, for it, lame still she keeps the flower vase with the dead flower stems and pedals inside she wants to float away with the riptideshe dates guys so it will helpfully help her get over dudebut if she tells him he could think shes rudeshe telling herself she fine her friends say she needs wineshe loves him she always will now as she takes many pillsas she puts the pills in her mouth shes prepared to dieshe says to herself "i love you bye"
