My life is the epitome of aberration.
I miss being down that lonely road
and finding another lonely Atheist "soul"
that would keep me warm through my
Chicago winters and obscenely chilling heartbreak.
I'm knee-deep in anguish on that road
where all my flowers and sunshine has
been taken away from me by the eerie
darkness that never leaves. I miss you.
Before, I couldn't imagine blinking and
having a life taken away from me.
But this is now. Now, I am suffering
from constant insomnia and the need
to tell the tears to shut the fuck up.
From the first time I saw your pretty face
I knew it would be the face I would love,
the face that would change my life, the
boy that would love me, and the love
that would break me.