Times like these are when I just want to shove your name to the back of my throat.
Only doing this to regurgitate it, never speaking of such a thing again.
I want to erase memories, shred them like junk mail, and burn the very thought of an us
. The little things you do sparks little fires in my mind.
Fires ball up my stomach in knots and unforgivble words stay unsaid, cause.. i love you.
