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The only exception
Everything that makes me feel alive is the very thing that destroys me
What a fucking trap
Is it true, a human can become a home more so than four walls and a roof above your head?
This body has never felt like a home to me.
I live inside myself and it is a rotting cage.
But
As badly as I wish to be buried six feet under ground, oh god, how I wish I was buried in your arms.
Please understand
I'd rather have one sunflower given by your hand than a thousand roses delivered from any other boy.
I have an extreme distaste for anyone but you.
Just open your fucking eyes
I don't care about anyone anymore
About anything
But I'd do anything for you
You make me go mad, you make me question every little decision I've made
You make me smile, you make my heart flutter when I was convinced it wouldn't beat at all
I may say I regret what we did, but I'll only regret it if it ruins our relationship
Friendship
What ever the hell this is
I want to make flowers grow in even the saddest parts of you
I've kissed more bottles than boys because a hangover hurts less than a heartbreak
But I'm trying
So just let me know, that you're trying too.
What a fucking trap
Is it true, a human can become a home more so than four walls and a roof above your head?
This body has never felt like a home to me.
I live inside myself and it is a rotting cage.
But
As badly as I wish to be buried six feet under ground, oh god, how I wish I was buried in your arms.
Please understand
I'd rather have one sunflower given by your hand than a thousand roses delivered from any other boy.
I have an extreme distaste for anyone but you.
Just open your fucking eyes
I don't care about anyone anymore
About anything
But I'd do anything for you
You make me go mad, you make me question every little decision I've made
You make me smile, you make my heart flutter when I was convinced it wouldn't beat at all
I may say I regret what we did, but I'll only regret it if it ruins our relationship
Friendship
What ever the hell this is
I want to make flowers grow in even the saddest parts of you
I've kissed more bottles than boys because a hangover hurts less than a heartbreak
But I'm trying
So just let me know, that you're trying too.
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