I really like you. I’m gonna be really sad if you don’t come back, unless you tell me. If you’re not gonna come back, just tell me.
why dont you stay a little longer
break my heart a little longer
dont let this moment turn into a memory ill die searching for when im older
the messy-ness of it all
i can feel it in a song
i can remember
the lips
the drives,
the night,
and how beautiful the chaos was in the darkness of it all
even when your whispers turned to shouts I couldn’t hear the wake up call
couldn’t quite make out the differences between angels and demons anymore
but still I pray to the heavens
let me feel the night again let it break me to the core
