When We Were Young

There are so many things that I never, ever get to say, 'cause I'm always tongue-tied with my words getting in the way. If you could read my mind, then all your doubts would be left behind and every little thing would be falling into place. I would scream to the world. But I just keep getting stuck, but I'm never giving up. In the middle of a perfect day, I'm tripping over words to say. 'Cause I don't want to keep you guessing, but I always end up getting stuck. But I'm never giving up. I'm over the chances wasted. Tell me, it's not too late. It's only the nervous times that keep me bottled up inside.

The Last Time

"Oh my darling, oh  my darling, oh my darling Valentine. You are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry, Valentine."

Should I? Why am I holding back? I think he's cute. I think he's funny. I'm comparing him to you. You were slower, in the best of ways. Shy and slightly insecure and in love. But now you're the exact opposite. Loud and confident and ready to fuck. So why do I care? Because I'm the one who ruined you. Because I made you give up on real love, the kind that we might've had if...if what? If I had really appreciated you? If you didn't go to that school? If...if only.

Wooh. This fucking hurts. And the worst part that I could laugh so fucking hard about? My mind has already told me that we won't ever be anything again.

I've never been wrong.

Will I even be able to ever see you again? To test if I do have any feelings for you? To show you that I've changed for the better? Maybe you would act your true self around me, the person I met 4 years ago, not the mask that you wear now?

How should I know? How should anyone know? Huh?!? So pathetic, so demeaning. You were everything. And I fucked it up. You fucked it up. The worst god damn collaborative effort I have ever heard of. And no one knows. And no one gives a fuck. Including you.

That Would Be Optimistic To The Point Of Foolishness

"It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live."

-Dumbledore

"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?"

-Dumbledore

"Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living, and, above all, those who live without love."

-Dumbledore

"It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more."

-Dumbledore

..."You'll stay with me?" "Until the very end."...

Back To The Start Now

"A couple more steps when you're running a mile. A few broken hearts will be worth the while. What's the difference? It doesn't even matter when you're past the start, and why should you care if you broke that heart? It makes you who you are. And why does it matter if that heart is mine? I guess it doesn't, it'll be just fine when it's over. It shouldn't even hurt at all." -Moi

What. The. FUCK. Get out of my head, get out of my dreams, get out of my hopes. I can't. You can't. I don't even know you anymore. So why does it feel like I do?

Because Things Happen

"If life ain't just a joke, then why are we laughing? Oh, mother fucker."
-Gerard Way

No One Else To Blame

There it was at the tips of my fingers, there it was on the tip of my tongue. There you were and I had never been that far. There it was the whole world wrapped inside my arms, and I let it all slip away. What do I do now that you’re gone? There’s a rain that will never stop falling. There’s a wall that I tried to take down. What I should have said just wouldn’t pass my lips, so I held back and now we’ve come to this. And it’s too late now. I should have found the way to tell you how I felt, now the only one I'm telling is myself. What do I do now that you’re gone? No back up plan, no second chance, and no one else to blame. All I can hear in the silence that remains are the words I couldn’t say.

They All Think I'm Crazy, But To Me It's Perfect Sense

I'm shouting your name all over the town. I'm swearing if I go there now, I can change his mind, turn it all around. And I know that I'm drunk, but I’ll say the words and he'll listen this time even though they’re slurred. Dialed his number and confessed to him: I'm still in love, but all I heard was nothing. He said nothing. Oh, I wanted words, but all I heard was nothing. Oh, I got nothing. Sometimes love's intoxicating. You're coming down, your hands are shaking, when you realize there's no one waiting.

Take Me Away

"Being more childlike means assuming nothing, taking everything at face value and keeping an open mind. Try to be less jaded about things."

Aren't You?

Stranger things can change, how your consciousness can fade. Reason can compete with a drug that shares your name. And there you are on cue where the light falls, waving at strangers, wearing your name out. All the world applauds to the popular tricks you choose. Who are they to stop when your hands are clapping too? And you believe that it's an achievement, scratching them where they have no feeling. It was you who spoke out when no one heard. You're not as pure as you were, vanity hangs you by threads. And right now I wish some things were undone. This is not the time to give up yourself to anyone. You are not yourself here, you are someone else, dear. Aren't you terrific? If you saw yourself here, you would be amazed. Are you terrific, finally terrific now?