God knows that I've tried to give up on holding on. I've always been the kind to have panic attacks and control issues when things don't go my way, but what I have learned with you is that holding on can take away more than letting go could. My attempts at fixing the smudges and mere mistakes only land on greater tragedies - my fear only drives me insane, leading to me recklessly trying to pick up the pieces of the ruin I made. I spread myself too thing in an attempt to reach to you in every possible way, but in doing so, I can't ever seem to be strong enough in any area to be able to impress in any way. If only your wide eyes could lead me out of this abyss of misery that I'm chained to, then I could be free.
I want to set the Earth on fire to see everyone burn like my heart. I want to pull down the sky and smother myself in the sweet scent of autumn clouds. I want to illuminate the stars themselves to bring them over to you, so you can pick your personal favorite, because you are a star to me. I want to hang it so high in the sky that no matter where you are, you'll know that it's yours, and that like the star is forever in the sky, you're forever in my heart.
With every gentle stroke of the cigarette against my lips and into my lungs, the smog gently caresses me as my mind races while you're gently moving along in your blissful ignorance. Do you think you'll ever realize the importance of your being in my life? It's been two months since I've been let go, but I can't let you slip away. You yourself asked me not to ever let you go.
Why did you slip so far away when I still see you in my dreams? Possessing my heart and stitching together wounds with your flaring and brilliant smile - a gentle but loving motion casually directed at me, but forever taking a toll in my heart.
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