Why? Sometimes this beauty is choking me,

but at least it's your hands on my throat.

Your lashes brush against my cheek, coupled

with your breath on my neck. The world around

you falls away and I will still be there I

know my words are like daggers but they cut

me too...oh. . And I am sorry for all the fucked

up things I say I didn't mean it. And I never

realized that I can be what I hate. Lets be

happy with what we have' enjoy the beauty in

these days. Sometimes we'll laugh sometimes

we'll scream no one said caring was easy. I

know there was a time when emotions felt like

pulling teeth. Sometimes I felt so soulless

I couldn't eve look at me It's pathetic to

hate who you are and it feels like hell to

change. But Ill be damned if I push you

away. I remember when my dreams were dying

and I damned, I damned the sun to pieces. I

carved hateful thoughts into my chest and

then you took my hand

and nothing has ever felt the same