What If? 

I want to get mad at you 

But I know

That everything you said was true 

No matter what I do

I just can’t get mad at you

You hurt me

And I hurt you too

Can you tell me

What am I supposed to do? 

I just want you and me

To go back to how we used to be

I wish I had told you that

When there used to be a you and me

Then maybe there wouldn’t be a you 

And someone I  wish that was me



You’ve broken my heart

But I don’t want us to grow apart

It pains me

Everytime you look at me

I feel something inside of me starting to cry

But I’ll smile

Because it’s better that you never knew

How I really feel for you

So we can continue to be

What we always will be

Just friends

Tiny Little Pieces

Why do I keep looking even though it hurts?

I keep looking BECAUSE it hurts

I want to keep looking

To keep feeling this pain

Am I crazy?

Or maybe that’s what I’m preventing

Stopping myself from being insane

So I hold on to the one thing I know that makes me human


So I look at this image

I look at them together

I take in the pain

So at least I can tell others

I loved her

I know I did

Because each time I see them

I can feel it

The pain of my heart shattering

Shattering into tiny little pieces

Being in Love

I miss being in love

To have someone you can’t stop thinking about even when you’re extremely busy

Someone who makes you happy even when the world is being shitty

Someone that no matter what they do they’re so damn pretty

Someone that you’d do anything for no matter how risky

Someone that makes you think “How am I so lucky?” 

I miss the feeling of being in love

And the feeling of someone loving me


My chest feels hollow

From the pain and the sorrow

From all the things I keep on losing

My purpose to get up in the morning

A love to keep my heart warm and beating

Nothing seems to be going right for me

When will I be able to be happy? 


I’m living a life without meaning

If that’s the case what’s the point in living? 

I’m waste of space 

Burdening my friends and family

I just want to find love and be happy

But even in that I’d hardly say I’m trying

When my friends ask for help in love or in life

I do it without thinking 

But deep inside

Honestly, I wish I could be like them

Living with dreams and meaning

I would kill myself

To lessen the world of a useless human being

If I wasn’t so afraid of dying

So I push myself to keep on living

Hoping to find happiness and a meaning

For this worthless human being

That is me