Posted by Anonymous on 2015/07/05 under Uncategorized I have no f***ing idea why I am here right now. My nights are long and empty. I could imagine you right now in your crisp blue button up top now. The way you waltz in a room and I always seem to catch a look at your lovely hazel eyes. I know I f***ed up but God. did you really need to f***ing crush me? All I wanted to do was spend my years with you and feel the sting of your lips on mine. Now, I am stuck in my room. crying and drinking over what could have been us. I would have given you the galaxy but you wouldn’t have even blown stardust in my direction. These hands on the clock do the same cycle over and over to keep things steady and infinite. We did the same cycle over and over but everything was just so f***ed up and out of place. I remember when you kissed my lips and I swear not one thing in the world could stop my hand from shaking. I was in love with you but you f***ed me over so many times and the sad thing is, I would take you back any second. It has been more than two years but I just will never get over you. I want you so bad but crack addicts also want things that destroy them. Baby, you are my drug and you f***ing destroy me but I am so addicted and I don’t think I will ever stop. You will be the death of me.