Chapter 144
Alternate reality
Broken.
Words have trouble traveling at a rapid speed
The lights need to be dim
Close your eyes
Morning comes awake and she has no room for judgement
Deep inside it's because you know it'll kill you
Let's pretend together that we aren't falling apart
As if our reflection doesn't make us sick
Those days where we lied in bed with laughter
While the pain become a distant memory
You don't need to explain why
Just forget and I'll pretend it doesn't kill me