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I wanna know what it’s like to dive straight off a roof and into my grave.
I wanna know what’s it’s like to sink to the very bottom of the ocean and be where the sun can’t reach.
I wanna know what it’s like to be in the night sky and be surrounded by stars I can’t reach.
I wanna know if you would notice me leaving.
You’re allowed to want to kill yourself, but you’re not allowed to do it. You’re allowed to fight with your mother, but you’re not allowed to to leave her crying on your bedroom floor. You’re allowed to miss your ex boyfriend, but you’re not allowed to say the scars all over your arms are his fault. You’re allowed hate the girl who almost got you suspended, but you’re not allowed to tell her that the world would be better off without her. You’re allowed to stand on the edge of that bridge, but you’re not allowed to jump. You’re allowed to be mad at the world, but you’re not allowed to blame it for the state you’ve put yourself in. You’re allowed to be sad, but you’re not allowed to give up.
When our eyes met that very first time, it felt as if time had stopped completely. I know you felt it too because just as I was about to break our gaze your eyes lit up as that smile sprawled across your face. And it’s that same smile you give me every time I’m lost in your eyes.
I know I was never the greatest and I was never near perfect.
My hair was a mess. My eyes had bags under them. My lips were chapped, and my skin was dull. I’ll admit that some days I wore too much makeup, but other days I didn’t wear enough.
I was covered in scars whether on my skin, or on my heart.
I was covered in these flaws that affected my personality and my mood for the day.
When you met me, I wasn’t as happy as I could’ve been.
But when you tell me that I’m beautiful now, that I make your life better, and that you love me.
I realize that I was the greatest and I was perfect to you.
Don’t let people treat you like a cigarette, they only use you when they’re bored and step on you when they’re done. Be like drugs, let them die for you.
Part of me is afraid to get close to people because I’m afraid that they’re going to leave