"Though it was at my hands, it was your weight that suffocated me."
you aren’t scared of loving,
you’re afraid of being loved.
you’re so terrified that they’ll love you just right,
that it’ll wash away all the pain.
you’re scared it’ll feel too real
like the all daydreams you’ve had
turned to a reality,
only for it to leave you
It's been a year of quarantine.
Locked inside when i turned eighteen.
We've borrowed all the books,
Smoked all the smokes.
Cooked and cleaned.
Talked and dreamed.
Oh how we wish to go back to 2019.
Hey there old friend. I'm sorry its been so long. I've just had some problems with myself ya'know, nothing big, nothing different. I just wanted to tell you something before something big happens. I'm so sorry. Its not your fault. You've been nothing but kind to me and been my friend even when some pretty big stuff was going down. I'm glad you stuck around and i didn't scare you off when I told you my big secret. I was so happy when I found you, well, you were my best friend.
I just want you to know, I think its better this way.
Its not your fault, you know I get bad sometimes.
I'm sorry I didn't say, but I want you to know, I love you so much.
It was just this life that was too much...
It's a hollow kind
But I'm addicted to
Have you ever sat down and waited for a friendship to end?