themorning-sun:

Seahaven | Black and White

You chase the time apart with alcohol and a fresh vibrant flame. Though I do question the value within the hue. While I’m held in the arms of a friend, nearly drank myself to death, I spill of how it’s always been about you. Then that morning we made the sweetest love. I walked you outside to watch the sun, as it rose to resemble you and I. Days later the moon shone upon your lies. So now I say, I say, I say, “Don’t you know that I am exactly what you wanted? And still am what you want, and what you need. But you seem to have forgotten, The promises you promised, where you do not forget about me.”