Perhaps I should listen to music more often.

Take in every word and meaning behind the words sung.

Letting it go would be much more simpler than having my heartache continue. 

I constantly reminise on how much the time I spent with you was purely enjoyable.

Stealing my heart from my chest and sucking the air from my lungs.

I don't need to breathe when you need it more.

Sacrificing anything to make you happy and failing still.

Crumbling to a bit of ashes and pressing myself to run far away.

I want to be able to give you all of the love I did before.

Carrying my heart for years at a time has given you the record of my heartbreak.

How often should I wish to see your face when we both make up excuses to see each other.

Holding me in your arms was all I could've asked for.

I wish I could calm you when you're angry but that doesn't seem to be the case anymore.

The similarities between each other amaze me and yet, we are so different.

I would give you my heart again but you've always had it.

Sometimes I worry that there will be someone to take away the slight attention you give to my petty soul.

You wonder what I see in you but it's what I've always seen.

A precious human being who is merely evil to everyone except myself.

The world couldn't function properly, and frankly, neither could I.

I love you so effortlessly and deeply.

I only wish that you could accept every bit of it that I offer.