I always held my breath when I walked past cigarette smoke because I was taught at a young age how bad habits can destroy a person. So maybe that explains why I always held my breath when you kissed me, I just didn’t want to be hurt. The thing is, you destroyed me anyways. I lit up all the sweet letters you wrote me along with my first cigarette yesterday. At least now I know you won’t be the bad habit that kills me.
His hands tracing your skin are as soft as the lips he kisses you with, but his words are as harsh as the taste of another girls lipgloss still resting on his mouth.
Your love was a fucking lie
I am not what you think
I wish I wasn’t like this
It is so inconvenient to care
My race is not my character
Looks as shitty as my personality
When will I see you again?
Everything good always gets messed up
Time keeps ticking, I stand still
The world does not pity anyone
You didn’t deserve to take it.
You started a forest fire in my heart and I thought all the pain was worth it for the heat, but you didn’t stick around to clean up the ashes, and now I am just another girl you’ve wrecked.