How To Love

My eyes hurt.

You probably hate me.

i deserve it.

The kid didn't know that when he called me you, 

it would started a never ending rainstorm from my eyes.

The parking lot cement was comfy anyways.

school is to much.

A blonde talks me through 1st period.

The Riley's my therapists during 3rd.

My eyes hurt.

Ice cream didn't work.

turkey avocado & swiss reminded me of you.

Tacos made me sick.

My eyes hurt.

my parents questions feel heavy with worry.

my answers are heavy with what feels like regret.

Everything is your memory.

My eyes hurt.

Heart shattering at the thought of your screams.

My eyes hurt.

I ruined our painting.

My eyes hurt.

Couldn't ever figure out How To Love.

It's leap year so soon this day won't exist.

never been happier for something to disappear.

As miserable as it is,
 I would do it a million times over for
you & the 6 months of utter bliss.