When I got my GCSEs
They said I was lucky
When I got into uni
They said I was lucky
When the doctors got to me just in time
They said I was lucky
When I met you
I knew it was luck
And now
I’m running out of luck
And you’re leaving me
I wonder what they’ll say now

between you and me,
i'm still rooting for us.

maybe not in this lifetime,
but in the end.

How is it
That I love him
Completely
Yet when the moon is bright
I think of you still

People will often explain feelings of confusion as feeling helpless
But helplessness is watching your mothers husband beat her til she bleeds
So help me now
For that's all I can see

Sometimes
The daydream of desired second chances
Is easier on the soul
Than accepting
That you’re lost in the heart of someone
With their mind on another