love the way you lie

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what's the word for when memories rust?

what's the word for when feelings corrode?

i don't know.

but i do know that there isn't a word to describe 

the way your ocean-eyes glitter in the light of sunset

the way your raven hair burns in the flame of darkness

the way my heart cracked into shattered glass

when you cracked

when we cracked.

i'd come and touch you only for you to scream "get out of my face"

i'd come and kiss you just for you to stab me against the grave where our memories lie, buried under the weight of all those mistakes

because i miss the way you made my sinned eyes cry

and i can't help but to love the way you lie


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