i once knew a girl just like you, she was incredible.

i can't see the sun breaking the horizon, it seems it got lost on the journey here.
much like me, it's searching for a constant, a never-ending.
there's miles of ocean in front of me but i'm willing to swim it if i can touch the skies, i can see the sun.
i need something on my cheek and since kisses have lost their touch, i need rays of light.
my adventure isn't one told in books. it's off self-discovery and broken hearts, teenage sulking and general apathy.
it's time to evolve into the casanova i let my words portray me as.
i'm far from weak, i just indulge in self-loathing.
perhaps i should lose myself in cocaine because this addiction is doing me no good.
besides, a drug can make me forget my personal estates and i can become heartless.
like a true romeo, like a true sweet talker. i caress with words and kiss with spite.
hearts are my keepsake and i dare not break them but if i have, i'm sorry.
i can offer advice, but it's always ignored because love is a blinding poison.

'never trust your heart to anyone but yourself.
cigarettes, drugs and lust can never end well.
only a momentary high followed by a stinging, freezing low
and once your heart is broken, you'll never feel that close to someone again.'