It felt like you dumped hot coffee on me,
pushed a brick wall ontop of me,
And never realized it.
"You love like you'll always be lonely."–Ben Howard
"Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find ones worth suffering for."–Bob Marley
Eleven day's.
I've been dead.
again.
For eleven days.
Because you look at her like she's the sun and your the earth.
Why could I have just told you right then,
On the couch your feet touched mine. You looked at me like I was the stars and you were a telescope.
No one noticed except me.
I just want to know why I'm still alone.
I don't want to be alone.
Every body was angry at me when I said I wanted you.
Now everyone says you two are so cute.
I don't understand, Does everyone really want me miserable?
Congrats.









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