It’s not love if everything is perfect.
It’s not love when you constantly smile and overlook problems.
It’s not love because i noticed how you look at her
but that’s okay because still i kiss you on the cheek and hand you your morning cup of coffee.

I love you
Deeply
Madly
Truly.

And yet you still broke my heart.

I think I like him
But the flicker seems to be dim
Somehow my Mr. Right is him
But I just can't seem to let him know
So it hurts...

Am in a new place
I am seeing new faces
Trying had the environment to embrace
But they just don't seem to get me
So it hurts


I am making efforts
but they're bringing no comfort
instead am a mess with lots of discomfort
like am loosing my mind and focus as well
so it hurts

I know how important now is
but so often I get caught up
in trying to be perfect I fail
to enjoy the little moments

The little moments that at the end
of the day become memories
The moments that help you
keep your sanity
The moments I fear I’ll realize one day  
I don’t have enough of

Andrus

I always wondered why you slept so much
I thought there was no rest for the wicked