Take all the stars in the sky,
Like a million tiny what if’s,
And trade them all in
For the moon.
Take all the stars in the sky,
Like a million tiny what if’s,
And trade them all in
For the moon.
My heart races
I feel it pounding in my chest
I want to catch my breath and stop time
Make this moment last forever
But I know I can’t
He’ll be gone soon, like every other time
And I’ll watch from my window, as his old car rolls down the road, and eventually turns the bend out of my view
Forever.
There’s something a bit sad about watching a car drive away. Not knowing when you’ll see them again, or if they will ever come back.
Nothing is more irresistibly beautiful and alluring and empty and sad
Than a brokenhearted girl
Nothing
She is hopeful and hopeless
Passionate and depressed
Nostalgically longing for the past
As the days and weeks trample her shattered dreams
One by fucking one
Until one day she wakes up
Surrounded by strangers and noise and interruptions
Swirling all around her
The wind, tossing her hair
Longing to touch her beauty
She rejects them all
Instead, choosing her memories
Imprisoned in her own mind
Tragically, courting her own sadness
– MMP
There is no comfort – no cure, for a heart trapped in limbo between the love it used to have and something it knows it can never have again.
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A journey through the heart of grief
i've choked on my words for far too long
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