You know what truly aches? Having so much inside you and not having the slightest clue of how to pour it out.

I'll use the blood from my spilling heart to write the words that were never able to slip out of my mouth, so you can see how much you've broken me into a perpetual state of melancholy.

I have always wanted to give you the world, so I started giving you pieces of the oceans that kept us apart.

We'll meet again, but you're a lifetime away, and I need you now.

Here's another thing: There are certain wounds that never heal, certain hurts that never leave you alone, like a broken bone that heals wrong and always twinges when it's about to rain.

Underwater madness slipping into a haze, drowning and choking in repugnant nostalgic thoughts.