In this life, I will die a thousand times over.
I've learned the sun doesn't wait for me, and it doesn't wait for you,
and that's okay
We can watch the stars together in the meantime
I don't want to hurt anymore
but punches and kisses are synonymous
and I find myself yearning for heartbreak
In the time you've been gone I've found I am ever expanding
While searching for a body to fill I've become as vast as the sky we used to lie under
As I rise to the heavens, I become the Oxygen that fills my own lungs
Eventually I will rid myself of your wounds
Yet today, I am still afraid.
This fear is alive with energy.
I might perish, as the torment tears me apart.
Pobrecita, I wish you didn't ache.
My Dear friend , I wish you didn't live in fear.
My Dear friend, I wish I hadn't failed you.
I hope you find it in your heart to forgive me. If not in this life, maybe the next.
