My thinking of you is always imperative, because
I can’t seem to shake this narrative from my mind, that you and me will once again find, love.
but for now love isn’t looking for us, but in you only  I trust with my time,
So I’ll wait,
doesn’t  matter how long it takes because if hearts are made to break anyway at least with you it’s worth the stakes.
Im not afraid to fall
If it mean I get to know you along the way.
at least then I’ll understand how souls connect.
And how they eventually drift apart.

Someone will love you.
Someone who isn’t as weak.
Someone who will be able to lift the abundance of pain you carry in between the cracks of your smile. Someone will love you.
Someone who isn’t a **** up.
Someone who doesn’t push you away.
Someone who isn’t afraid to be loved.
Someone who isn’t afraid to show love.
Someone will love you and see through the tough front you desperately try to hold onto under the pressure of your dainty hands.
Someone else will love you.
Someone who’s better than me.
Someone who isn’t me

Being you is such a disappointment .
It would be easy to say I hate being you but it’s more so being you makes me hate myself.
Why did it have to be you?
Out of the thousands of bodies that are created everyday I got stuck with you.
Such terrible odds and yet it makes since that it’s I who got them.
Being you is so exhausting that sometimes I wish i can stay sleeping.