If they ask you about me, tell them “She was the only girl who loved me with honesty, and I broke her.”
Just know that I love you. I love you with all of my fucked up, piece of shit heart.
I want alcohol so strong, that it burns your name out of my throat.
The day you left, you looked exactly the same as you always did. The thing that was different was your voice. You talked to me as if I was some wounded animal, being coaxed and lied to that everything will be ok, when in reality you were injecting the shot full of euthanasia into my veins while I laid there helpless and unable to move. Because the day you left, was the last day I was able to inhale fully without my lungs burning from the scent of you.