this perfect kiss. if only i could close my eyes and pretend that i'm not here. it's a lonely place inside, and the walls covered with torn up pictures and blurred memories never made it hurt any less. i'd like to think that time was just a pigment of my imagination. i look at photos falling apart at the seams, and wonder how it all faded away. look at that. it's burning at the edges, and your smile ignited the flame. it's nice to think that you had the decency to let me burn with you. i love you kid, but it wasn't supposed to turn out this way. i've run out of water-proof mascara, and my liquid concealer has run dry. i can no longer hide the pain. it's smeared across my lips, and embedded in my eyes. it's the song i can't remember, and the story etched among the stars. i'd like to paint you a picture streaked with red across the page. i know you're bleeding inside..
