you are so extraordinary.

and I am so ordinary. 

but I pray to whatever god you believe in,

that you’ll fall in love with me and,

I hope that maybe someday soon

that I’ll be able to give you the moon.

I like
When I think
About you
Late
At night

Because
You deceive
My mind
To thinking
I'm okay

When clearly
I'm not

You put
My heart
To rest
Thinking
You
Love me
Too

But
You don't
Or else
You would have
Called
Or something

But I
Really hate
Thinking
About you
In daylight

Because
My mind
Is more conscious

And
My heart
Is less
Open

And
When the sun
Is up
Shining
On me

I
Just know
This
Is where
We
Are meant
To be


Distant.

I know my doings are wrong, but I can't seem to stop.

I am obsessed with my own mortality
or maybe the fact that I believe I am immortal
how could I die?
how could any thought of mine be final?
it can't just end
I wake up everyday
eyes peeled wide
and comfortably rise from where I lay

sure others pass
but they are not me
they don't walk in my shoes
they don't see what I see
they aren't special
and I am because well...
because I believe I am
I just know I can tell

but maybe there's truth to what they say
the groundwork which they lay
treasure life every second
because it could end any day
it's sobering
to think you're nothing but a ticking timer
that someday it will eventually end
that whatever you have won't last forever

When the world ends,
I'm leaving.

Just because
I don't love you
The way I love someone else
Doesn't mean
I don't love you

I do love you
Just in your own special way
The way
You deserve