You asked me for the moon and I smiled sadly, Because how can I give you something like the moon? Something so small. So insignificant. When you’re my whole universe.
I hate that in all my dreams and fantasies I’m someone else, I hate that I believe for me to be happy I need to be someone else, I hate that i feel like I can only have you if I’m someone else.
Hard truth, self love is harder than it’s made to be.
An empty ache haunting my soul, Will I ever feel whole. You left me scared and alone, I just wish that I’d known. A warning for my heart, Take me back to the start.