Another love:
sitting in a room full of ashes,
burning all the letters of love,
knowing im alone makes me feel better,
cause i know what am and and what i was,

i never understood why i felt this way,
and underneath the pressure of the your breath,
when you blew me off my feet with and exhale,
i fell deeper into the spell,

and eventually fell,
and now that the blood is running,
its not that noticeable cause its flowing with the water,
in the river that im slowly drowning in,

i look up to see you under the same falls of water,
not looking down, but into the eyes of another person,
one that is prettier, smarter, taller, and charming,
and i know that i'd never match up,

at this point i have given up,
and i am stuck in the pool, of lonelyness,
but i'm fine, at least thats what i tell him and try to tell myself,
and even when i'm crying,

like right now when this salty tear hits my lip,
and i don't realize until then,
that i can make the same waterfall they are standing under,
and they are are perfect people to love each other,

and now that my eyes are burning,
i feel the pain in my heart,
and unknowingly of its existence,
until it decides to throb so badly i can't sleep,

but as i always say its nothing i haven't felt before,
because i can never sleep with you on my mind,
and i always cry when you're gone,
so i always fall for the wrong people when i have no chance,

but for some reason this is different,
i don't know why or how but i'm still sad,
and this mindset of never being loved or worthy has taken over,
even if your pressured whispers tell me i'm not alone.