so what if it's two years_*

i'm losing it all, everyone and everything. i'm losing my place, my importance my reason to live. i'm losing you but i have no regrets. 

it's alright to be alone. yeah, it's alright. 

i'll miss the freedom to be myself, to share me with you, to say whatever i want and however i want, to do anything i want to you. i'll miss having you. it's alright, at least you'll be happy with

my heart feels like the squishy stuff i made for slippery scissors paper stone, mashed up papaya and watermelon, thrown and battened. Drowned in soap and rose syrup and left to burn in the sun for hours. perfect touch of love

why do i need you? why do you want you by my side? why do i want to spend every single minute with you? why do i want to see you, even if it's just a glimpse? why, why? and why do i get jealous so easily, why do i love seeing you so happy even if what you're doing hurts me? why? why do i even love you? why are you special?

cherie, just learn to live alone. you'll be much happier not expecting to be loved by another. 

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end