i love you, i'm sorry ¹ [poetry] ✓

xxxvii. a devil of a heart

god must hate me - catie turner

we're no good for eachother but this thing we're doing is yet to be done

killing eachother's life line like there's never even been one

my phone's an endless list of my missed calls yet for you, it'll always be on

you have been using and exhausting me for way too long,

so i shouldn't be scared to see you go

shouldn't spend so much time with you, cause i just keep wasting my own

yet i would rather drain my energy than end up all alone

i might eventually get drowned by all the things that outweigh me

winter has the power to kill but summer does it inevitably

look at the dead flowers, they've been withered, i remember them shiny

we all either wanna be too good or too bad

but it all comes to the same, in hindsight there's a void of a difference

the queen killed the people 'cause she thought that it was best

let's be fair, we're all just doing what it takes for us to last

one could say that forever just isn't made for people like us

but if i had a throne next to you in heaven, i guess she took my place

the gods watch us from up there yet we never seem to be enough

or why don't they help the people who so desperately need their saving?

maybe i should let go of these made up implementations

but i refuse to believe that they first need to see me changing

on the other hand, if i can't even learn the most simple lesson,

how could i be enough for heaven?