Days + Months
13 days since we last spoke
13 days.
312 hours since you broke me
13 days.
18720 minutes since I changed because of you
13 fucking days.
355 days ago, things weren’t this way.
we were awkward chums, there was no heartache
from either end of the string.
355 days ago was a new beginning
a new year, a new chance
for me to actually be happy.
329 days ago, your mind was consumed
with thoughts of the other girl
but your heart was already starting to get heavy.
302 days ago, your mind was consumed
by only the darkness your “angel” had left behind
her wings were replaced by horns.
296 days ago, you wanted to die.
off to the bridge I go, hands gripping the bars of your bike
you barely even left the street.
296 days ago, I wanted to die.
metal to the wrist I go, hands gripping rusty blades
I’m glad we both chickened out.
250 days ago, I confessed my hidden feelings
and you didn’t do anything about it,
except use the recycled “i’m gonna change” line.
240 days ago, you began the song I would come to hate
I wanted to die
but you wouldn’t let me leave just yet.
200 days ago, we made plans for the future
naïve we were, beaming at the idea
that happiness would stick with us for once.
200 days ago, the hours we went without talking slowly turned into days
we were closer than ever
I was too dumb to see your selfish side was beginning showing its ugly face.
84 days ago, I was Energy
a false world played out poetically in your song
the lies were beginning to suffocate me slowly.
81 days ago, your heart poured out in front of me
mixed in with my pain
causing a dangerous mix that changed everything.
81 days ago we were more than friends.
81 days ago you told me you loved me.
81 days ago you said you wanted to spend the rest of your life with me.
81 days ago you pulled me out of my depression.
81 days ago I didn’t realise how much of an idiot I was.
Because 78 days ago, you took it all back.
78 days ago, you broke me and I took the blame for it.
78 days ago I wanted to die because of you, yet again.
78 days ago, “i’m gonna change” made another appearance at the show.
But now, it doesn’t seem much different.
Now, we fall into a cycle.
Now, we fight and make up.
Now, you’re still as self absorbed as you were 200 days ago
And 365 days ago
And 624 days ago.
13 days.
312 hours since you broke me
13 days.
18720 minutes since I changed because of you
13 fucking days.
355 days ago, things weren’t this way.
we were awkward chums, there was no heartache
from either end of the string.
355 days ago was a new beginning
a new year, a new chance
for me to actually be happy.
329 days ago, your mind was consumed
with thoughts of the other girl
but your heart was already starting to get heavy.
302 days ago, your mind was consumed
by only the darkness your “angel” had left behind
her wings were replaced by horns.
296 days ago, you wanted to die.
off to the bridge I go, hands gripping the bars of your bike
you barely even left the street.
296 days ago, I wanted to die.
metal to the wrist I go, hands gripping rusty blades
I’m glad we both chickened out.
250 days ago, I confessed my hidden feelings
and you didn’t do anything about it,
except use the recycled “i’m gonna change” line.
240 days ago, you began the song I would come to hate
I wanted to die
but you wouldn’t let me leave just yet.
200 days ago, we made plans for the future
naïve we were, beaming at the idea
that happiness would stick with us for once.
200 days ago, the hours we went without talking slowly turned into days
we were closer than ever
I was too dumb to see your selfish side was beginning showing its ugly face.
84 days ago, I was Energy
a false world played out poetically in your song
the lies were beginning to suffocate me slowly.
81 days ago, your heart poured out in front of me
mixed in with my pain
causing a dangerous mix that changed everything.
81 days ago we were more than friends.
81 days ago you told me you loved me.
81 days ago you said you wanted to spend the rest of your life with me.
81 days ago you pulled me out of my depression.
81 days ago I didn’t realise how much of an idiot I was.
Because 78 days ago, you took it all back.
78 days ago, you broke me and I took the blame for it.
78 days ago I wanted to die because of you, yet again.
78 days ago, “i’m gonna change” made another appearance at the show.
But now, it doesn’t seem much different.
Now, we fall into a cycle.
Now, we fight and make up.
Now, you’re still as self absorbed as you were 200 days ago
And 365 days ago
And 624 days ago.
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this one is really personal to me and maybe some people won't understand but it really meant a lot to me to get all this out. its again about the same boy and i know it sounds so stupid but i use these to get my feelings out and this one reeeeally helped.