have you ever liked someone so much you started hating them
When you lie awake at night and stare at your ceiling, it's almost like your entire world closes in for you. Like all aspects of your life are piecing together while you slowly begin to see and realize things that you have never before. That's why I call this, Thoughts I Have at Midnight. Because at midnight is when my world makes sense.
I need you to love me, the
same way I need a bullet in the head.
I need you to hold my hand the same
way I need a knife to dance patterns
across my chest and carve out my heart.
I need you gone,
the same way I need oxygen.