You tried to change, didn’t you? Closed your mouth more, tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake… You can’t make homes out of human beings. Someone should have already told you that.

kissing his lips should have tasted like honey, instead they stung like a thorn. his voice once a soothing lullaby now was that of a siren  in a thunderstorm. you never belonged to me, but i was always yours. Made From The Dark