I want to know
Trust me, I do
I want to tell you that he broke my heart
I want to tell you that it's worse than before
I need to let you know that I don't believe in love anymore
I wanna cry out that I'm not okay
I'm not sick because it's cold outside,
I'm sick because I've been crying myself to sleep for weeks
I have no one left for me

But mom, I don't want you to worry.

The Stars get tired of hanging.
The Moon doesn't want to rise each night just to fall again.
The Sun gets sad sometimes and doesn't want to shine.
I think there's a place that exists where most of us want to be.
A different universe.
Where imagination runs wild.
You can be you.
No lies.
No masks.
Everything could be perfect.
And that destroys your image of reality.

I don't know how to describe how I feel but even if I did,
I still don't think you would understand.
But I have to say it anyways.
There's a hole in my heart where you should be.
While walking to any destination, I only long for your presence.
I long for our body's to touch.
I long for your warmth.
I long to fall asleep on your chest to the rhythm of your heartbeat.
I desire to fall asleep and wake up next to you.
I long to hear your voice.
I long to go on a drive with you, blasting country music,
with the windows down, singing at the top of our lungs.
There is no way to explain how you made me feel,
except for saying that you made me feel infinite
and if you have never felt that, you'll never know why I'm broken.