there is no closure. boooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
I'm so naive.

The postal service is breaking my heart. And im sad.
Everything looks perfect from far away.

theres no blame
for how our love
did slowly fade
but now that
its gone, its like
it wasnt there
at all. and here
i rest, where
dissapointment
and regret
collide.
and i'm lying
awake at night.


i just found a friend in one of your lies, to treat me so nice. i can't believe my bones when they say so many things. they tell me i am fine. believe me, i try.