It’s amazing how empty a hand can feel after holding someone else’s. But after holding your hand,
I used to think that you could measure a person’s… by how many and how much people loved them. I don’t know when
It’s the night before Christmas E… Tomorrow morning I’ll be surround… and laughter and warmth. But right now, tonight,
I have so many scars. So many. Too many to count. And all I can think is, “How can someone love me,
While riding in the car and listening to music that didn’t understand me, I noticed that there were no stars, and I don’t know what that means, but I think it means something. We pull...
We are like stained glass windows; Beaten and broken, in order to be pieced back together,
When I look toward the future, honestly, I see hardships and pain and uncertainty.
Scars, scars, scars. Scars on my arms. Scars on my legs. Scars on my stomach. Scars on my mind.
I find it funny that even though I’ve never slept next to you, I still feel the empty spaces where you’re supposed to fit.
You don’t love me, but that’s okay, I understand. It only makes sense. Someone like you, so beautiful,
These scars won’t come off no matt… Unlike dirt or mud, that simply disappear with a bit o… this filth that covers my skin is… A kind that is not so easily remov…
I bet you’ll never know the sound that skin makes as you rip it apart, or the peace of mind that
Not a second goes by where I don’… for you have wound your way into t… Every time my heart beats, a fresh… Christian, Christian, Christian The first time a said your name, a…
For me, love has always been a heavy, and an urgent thing. It’s always hit me fast and hard,
I often find what is said to be di… rather interesting, and what is said to be interesting rather disturbing.
