I wish you were still here with me.
But you're not.
I gave you a chance.
Again and again. You blew it.
Travis.
He stole you. Away from me.
My prise possession. Gone.
So in return
I've taken a little something from you.
I hope you don't have trouble living.
Whoops. You are.
I have your heart.
In fact, its in a box downstairs.
I stare at it everyday.
The viens linking up.
There's a vein. Attached to another. Resembling our love.
Then... The traitor vein.
Attached to yours is a big huge vein. Representing HIM.
I wish we were cuddled up.
Watching sponge Bob.
Empty fate from my hands.
Wash the blood from my guilt.
But really guilt is nothing.
Guilt isn't what made my eyes drop with darkness.
Guilt isn't what is making me cry evilly every day.
Guilt is nothing.
I wish.
A/n hahaha sorry for the gruesomeness lolll
