I know it’s wrong to miss you.

I know it’s stupid.

I know I should just move on.

I need to stop thinking about you.

I need to stop going back to you.

I need to stop needing you.

I’m not going to lie to you.

I never have.

I never will.

That’s not who I am,

But maybe it’s who you are.

I cried the day you left.

I sat in my room

All alone

Ignoring texts

From all the people

Who really care about me.

And all for what?

For you?

Why did I ever do anything for you?

Why did I care?

Why couldn’t I just forget?

It’s been so long.

I still can’t forget.

I need you to get out of my head.

Please.

“I can’t do this anymore,” you said.

“I just need to stop,” you said.

You lied to me so much.

Can you blame me

For believing this wasn’t true either?

Can you blame me for hoping?

Maybe that’s why I can’t forget.

Maybe it’s because I keep waiting

For your name to come up on my phone.

I need you out of my head.

I need you out of my life.

But how can you get rid of something

That’s already gone?

I need to stop wondering if you’re thinking of me.

I need to stop thinking you’re different.

I need to stop putting you first.

I need to stop.

Sometimes, we try to convince ourselves

Of things that aren’t true

Because we think it’s the right thing.

And sometimes,

People fall in love with us

And we tell ourselves

We feel the same

Because we can’t bear

To see them with a broken heart

Especially if we’re the reason

They’re broken.

And then, everything falls apart

And you realize you can’t keep lying

To them and yourself

Because you really do love them,

But not the way they love you.

(This was written by @voiceinthewind and I)

He looked over at me with tired eyes

The same tired eyes I fell in love with long ago

He whispered something in my ear

His hot breath sent shivers down my spine

I rested my head on his shoulder

I wish I could comfort him

I wish I could take away his pain

But there's nothing I can do

So I dare not break the silence

I decide to enjoy the quiet moment

Before circumstance takes him away from me

I don't know what I'll do when he's gone

So I try and stay in this moment

I notice how slow his breathing is

As if he is in a deep sleep

He seems calmer than he should

His lack of movement is concerning

He suddenly moves his hand

And I'm jolted back to reality

I will not let him leave this house

I once had a dream

That our love

Would never end.

I dreamed that you

Would never

Grow tired of me.

But that dream

Has been given up on.

There’s no point

In continuing

To wish for you.

I had a dream

We would grow old

In each other's arms.

But that was a dream

Only one of us had.,

I may have

Given up on us,

But that doesn’t mean

I can’t think

Of what could have been

From time to time.

Just because I moved on

Doesn’t mean

I don’t miss you.

I miss you every day,

But we are no longer

A part of each other's lives,

And that is how

It has to stay.

You are all that’s on my mind

As I travel down the rundown streets

We used to call home

Where are you now?

Do you think of me

As often as I think of you?

I wish I could know

Where life has taken you

But all I have

Are old streets

And old memories

My favorite color

Is your green eyes.

I’ve gotten lost in your eyes

Too many times to count.

It’s easy to fall in love

With something

You know so well.

I always knew we would burn out.

I knew we wouldn’t last long.

I just wish you had given me

A little more time

To say goodbye.

I miss you.

Hell is lonely.

No one to hear your cries.

No one to tell you

“Everything will be ok.”

Even if there were someone,

Being comforting is pointless.

It won’t be ok.

It won’t get better.

You will suffer forever.

Hell has no love.

No one to care.

No one to hug you

Or remind you

You are special

You are wanted.

Because in Hell,

You are not special.

In Hell, you are not wanted.

Hell is nothing but a reminder

Of all the mistakes you made.

Day after day,

Year after year,

It’s the same.

The same pain.

The same sorrow.

Forever.

There’s no escape.

There’s no hope.

Your life is what it is

And it will never change.

Hell is being stuck.

There’s no point to anything.

You can’t fight.

You can’t get better.

You can’t fix all you’ve done

To deserve this fate.

Hell is giving up.

Dad threatens to leave but stays for me.

I am a happy, normal kid.

I meet my very first friends.

I get sick very easily.

I start school and meet a new best friend.

I learn that some people don’t value friendships.

I am bullied and never want to go to school.

My new best friend helps me through everything.

I have to leave my hometown and have no friends.

I must face death for the first time.

I make new friends but still hate school.

I am never truly happy.

I find people to pick up my broken pieces.