Sorry For Breaking Your Heart He is everything to me My existence clings to his smile My happiness a mirror of his own 6 months and I have forgotten where I end and he begins Forgotten to nurish my own soul Starving myself in order to fill him up But I exist for more than his pleasure I am more than a lover So I will reclaim myself I will untangle the viens of my heart from his hands I will learn to love myself first Experience joy alone I am choosing myself For the first time I will love this body; not because he loves it, but because I am beautiful I am beautiful I am beautiful I am beautiful

Reasons Why He Is Better Than A Cigarette 1. He is mysterious, dangerous, and exciting. The kind of man that once you start kissing, you never want to stop. 2. I crave him every morning. Waking up alone, trying to wish him by my side. Desperate for his hands locked in my hair. 3. I will never tire of breathing him in. Chain smoking his voice. Begging him to fill my lungs with his warmth. 4. He calms me to my very core. His touch is my favorite drug. His smile whispers safety. His embrace is my home. 5. His smell lingers on me tighter than the thickest smoke. Like a blanket, i wrap myself in his scent. Close my eyes. Pretend he is near. 6. Im so addicted to him it should be terrifying. But all I can do is draw deeper into him. All I want is more.

Nouns And Verbs Lips A plural noun Kissing A simple verb Love A noun A verb A feeling A decision When he kisses me It feels like so much more than a verb It feels like the first cigerette in the morning It feels like getting lost in a book It's more than fireworks He kisses me with promise His lips on my lips More than a noun More than a verb

Our City Undone It went wrong somewhere between a smile and a sigh Overnight the towers fell The city was lost Last night he was singing our love from the depths of his soul And I was panting for his touch Obsessed with ourselves Breathing each other in Wake up and he’s gone No more air Breathless in the worst way Surrounded by the rubble of this heart And I can’t stop turning over each stone Searching for the spot where the castle began to crumble Cutting myself deeper on our wreckage Hoping to recover pieces of who I was before he was my everything But it looks like when he left he took me with him I can’t find myself in all the mess Buried in all that we used to be Trapped under what I used to have Last night he was singing our love from the depths of his soul And I was foolish enough to think that he meant forever

Spontaneous Combustion Let it consume you Beg the flames to touch you Find comfort in its heat Learn to love the pain the embers bring Feed the beast and encourage it to grow Beautiful destruction Your entire existence reduced to a pile of ash When you burn it all to shit everything looks the same Just dust blown away An invisible fire A smothered blaze