it`s becoming absorbed in your blankets with rivers stains on them, while you shove packages and package of gummy worms into you mouth as if there packages of feelings, trying to get back the ones you don`t think you have any more

It`s kissing as many people as it takes to recode the codes on my lips left by you. And It's not morning them, as if they died. Sometimes not getting  what you wanted is a gift, not a curse

You might want to open that liquor cabinet and act like your jack sparrow captain of the black pearl. But before you do something stupid think about this, the less you touch a wound the more likely it will heal.

But there is something you must remember you were a shining gold star before them, and you will shine even brighter after them

Because you are a  gold star