things are great and terrible at once and i’m unsure of where i’m going but it’s sunny outside and i have great friends. my only enemy is myself.
And in the dark, where the voices whisper, we kiss away the heartache, pretend were not ourselves, And in the dark of our hearts this is right— Second best will satisfy tonight.
love me for who i want need/// to be, &forgive me, for what i am.
when the bars empty, when the beds empty, when the cigarette dies out & the streelights flicker, everyone is a poet— but there’s no poetry in the failure of a love, there’s no great meaning when the kisses stop. when something doesn’t work out, when you’re besotted, and then you’re not. you can’t look for something greater, the only absolution is...