Vodka stains & black hair A broken boy acting like he doesn’t care Harsh lyrics & piano keys His skin as pale as white lilies Extinguished matches & frozen eyes His heart is colder than ice Poetic lips & painful goodbyes But his smile could light up the darkest of skies.
NOAH M. DEVEREAUX
NYC'S COLD BLOODED BOY.
6TH DECEMBER 1999.
SINGLE BUT HAS AN INTENSE CRUSH.
ANGEL TO SOME DEVIL TO OTHERS.
LOVES DAD JOKES.
FORMER LEADER OF DARK ANGELS.
MEMBER OF @po1oniium.
WILL TRY TO HELP YOU IN EVERY PROBLEMS OF YOURS.
I don’t even know at this point.
I hate how every time i start talking to you, i begin liking you again. It’s a never ending cycle and i can’t escape it even if i try.
it’s like i love you so much. Too much. More than i love myself. More than anything. I’m addicted.
I stop talking to you, i distance myself. i even try to move on and find someone new. But it never works. Every time we stop talking, i act like i don’t care. But i’m really hurting, i miss you 24/7.
And when i start talking to you again, everytime it’s just.. someone else there. Someone better than me. i feel replaceable every time. It’s not even my business, i shouldn’t be so upset about it. But, idk. I guess it’s one of those things where i have to simply accept that it’ll never be me. I’ll never be that good enough. And it sucks, it hurts.
I feel like i just hurt myself because i’m stupid and i fall for you every time. I hate it. I hate it. i Hate it.
i wish i never loved you like that.
Not only that. I never feel enough for anyone. I just hide my pain. I hide my feelings. But deep down i’m in so much despair. I want to disappear.