As the sun burns the horizon, and as the darkness settles in, this night will be as lonely as the next one
However, for the first time in months I do hope for a sunrise. Tomorrow will bring me strength
Because we both know that starting over isn’t a way to begin.



and as a heart need it's beating surely yours will stop
i know i have said it before but mark my words
if shutting you up will be the last thing i ever do,
i will wrap the silence around your troath
and leave you breathless.
i will take every word from a lonely harlots mouth,
so pick your words wisely
for they will be your last, they will all be your fucking last