In the grand scheme of things, your own heartache is no different from anyone else’s. In the grand scheme of things, my own heartache is minuscule to the heartache felt by other people in this world. But that doesn’t change the fact that heartache hurts like hell and lasts far too long.
you were right outside by your doorstep
in a worn out suit & tie
for you to come down
where you’ll find me
where we’ll shine
When you walked away, it was the saddest day that the world has known. Shattered my heart and left me in pieces of a broken home. Now you say you need me, standing at the door, asking if you can come in, and I can’t say no. You and I just can’t say goodbye. Every time we do, it’s just another lie. I know you’re no good for me, but every time I’m with you, there’s nowhere I’d rather be.
We’ve been to hell, been burned by the flames of a pain so deep that even the strongest god in the heavens would kneel and weep. But here I lie, pressed against your skin. Right where I want to be, you’re the sweetest sin.