I don't want you back, you want me back. Don't switch that around. Go bang someone or flirt and almost making out with your tuition teacher like the hell? That desperate HAHA

“The sharp smell of alcohol creeps into your nostrils. The frosty, winter night stinging your eyes. Tears slide down your cheeks, dampening your parched lips. You look up to be greeted by a sea of stars, competing to be the brightest. You look down to see the ground, it tempts you to join its arms and you fall into temptation. As you’re falling, the ground rises to greet you with a hug and it envelops you in its darkness.”

Sorry doesn't mean anything especially when you keep saying that everytime I confront you about something you did wrong. And you've been asking for another chance when that's the only thing I've been giving you. Why should I even trust that you'd change? You'd give up so much for me, you said. But that just means that I was a choice, and if I'm a choice, you can screw off.

"The rune to heal a broken heart, is the most painful rune." - Alec, City of Bones

Flashing fairy lights shine, casting its soft glow in illuminating circles on the white blanket snow as you wait for your turn. The scent of freshly baked bread floating in the dense atmosphere, ready to invade any of the many passersby. You sigh letting out a breath of swirling air painting a pattern in the cold air, as you walk about. You look over your left shoulder and you're greeted by a pair of innocent, hazel brown eyes with that cute smile and you know at once,that you've been entranced by her.

You said you bled silver for me but I beg to differ. You leaked that same silver to the another, twice, poured gold to everyone around you and melting into platinum for anonymity. Leaving me with nothing but crimson.

“She left me, with all her sweet innocence. She left me like fire running with the cold crisp blow of wind, leaving me to ashes and soot. Glowing dimmer but not quite dead. Then the harsh reality of winter blew upon me and I knew that every other part of what was me is now cold and blown apart. And now, I am truly gone with the wind. ”