lestelle

and all i ever did was consider you until all i could do was consider me

how will it end? how long will you give me? ‘til you twist the knife and smile while you kill me then you ask me to dance if there’s someone around you don’t look the same when I look at you now

stop, you’re losing me

Is everyone else happy?

Dying is easy. Living is hard.

and the universe said I love you because you are love.

Why am I so sad and tired?

There’s a hole in everything and I find you there, smiling like you don’t have anywhere else to be.

Tell them that I was the warmest place you knew. And that you turned me cold.

I want time to set me ugly and knotted with loss of you, marking me. I won't smooth you away. I can't say goodbye.

all the good things—they hurt the most

When they cut you, I bleed.

Don’t want no other shade of blue but you, no other sadness in the world would do.

The idea you had of me—who was she?

hope is a heartache

whatever it is it feels like its laughing at me from the glass of a two sided mirror

I hope you know how long it takes me to learn to talk again, whenever you make me forget.

Those who get to know our hearts the most, they always seem to be the ones we’ll never hold.

“You think you’re waiting for help. For someone to tell you what the right thing to do is. Even though, at the back of your mind, you already know what that is. So all you’re really waiting for, is a time when you’re forced to do it.”