A Beginners Guide To Dying Alone
Painted red against a skyline of the deepest blue
The boy who never learned to say goodbye
The girl who never learned to love herself
Let alone, you
For those times when everything falls down around you
These walls were never promised, these lies were never true
So what’s the point in standing still
When you’ve got all this room here to move
And yet, here you are in the most delicate of spaces
In this corner where you’re stationed
Where the slightest breeze would topple these walls
And reveal it all
But you would rather hold your breath
Until your skin is as blue as your eyes
Because you’re the girl who never loved herself
And I’m the boy that will never say goodbye