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I'm a

little bit



LOST


without


You
.



 








 

   When I first started climbing the tree of love, I knew better than to pick the fruit hanging lowest from the tree, the fruit  that I didn't want because I am not desperate.
   But as I climbed further and further up, I began to find it more and more difficult to get what I wanted from the tree. My friends wanted me to pick perfectly good fruit that I never ended up picking because it didn't feel right. I was too unsure of whether the fruit was right for me even though the   fruit clearly wanted me. I want to take risks, I want to get out of my comfort zone, but I am still too scared to pick fruit that isn't as round as I'd usually go for because I am not particularly impressed by it initially.
     Yet the fruit I was sure about, the fruit that gave me butterflies in my stomach, the fruit that I felt in my heart was right for me and what I truly wanted, I tried to pick it. But it wouldn't budge. Later on, I tried again with a different fruit that gave me the same feelings. The stem cracked from the branch but refused to detach from it. My heart was broken. It broke even more when I saw girls who wanted those same fruits that gave me butterflies and made my heart race pick them with ease. Hell, those fruits almost fell on their faces. More fruit started to call for me but I didn't pick them because none of them made me feel the way other fruit did.
   And that's when I asked myself, "Should I pick what I don't particularly care for much? Is it worth it? Is it worth not feeling butterflies for someone who treats you well and understands you but doesn't give you that "feeling" inside? Is continuing to climb this tree going to hurt me in the end? Will I die before I reach the top because I never picked a fruit? Do I even deserve fruit, am I too picky to pick fruit? Will I ever find a
fruit I am sure about, fruit that gives me butterflies in my stomach, fruit that I feel in my heart is right for me and what I truly want that will fall off of the tree just for me?"
     I don't know the answer to any of this, but I am starting to think maybe the tree of love just wasn't meant for me to climb.

 
YOU SAID
YOU NEVER MEANT TO HURT ME,
BUT my blood is on the floor and THE KNIFE IS IN YOUR HANDS
.

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We were a perfect match. Maybe that's why we burnt out.

 

I GAVE YOU ALL MY 
THOUGHTS
 NOW, I LOST
MY
MIND.
She was like spring...but not in the flowery way. In the sense that she was sun one second then dreadfully sad the next day. Tears filling her eyes, filling up the lakes. She bloomed every once in a while, but it was never enough. Spring was always a confusing time. But I just wish she knew what she wanted, before summer took her away on that dreadfully sad day.
From your lips she drew the hallelujah...
Strength is nothing more than how well you hide your pain.
if you're gonna let me down
let me down gently
don't pretend 
that you don't want me
our love
ain't water
under the bridge

they said I had a winter heart and a summer body
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