it’s heartbreaking,
nothing is permanent.

on the bright side,
nothing is permanent

Sometimes,
it’s the little things
that counts as a
highlight.

Music penetrates
captures, calibrates the truth
it flows right through you

I wish I could be myself without asking myself how I will be able to accomplish things, I wish that the way I portray myself to you wasn’t this pity and full of insecurity, I wish that we could be friends you and me, yes you the one that I share all my fears with.

I wish that I could make you stop, yes stop all the crying all the suffering all the self-harm because you are the one that I live in.

Are u there, do u even exist
I know that you exist
because I have been looking at the door that you fit perfectly my whole life

ive been looking for you everywhere
in love
in money
in me..

I hope I’d find you soon
the door before me is vanishing
with every attempt to find you...