The simple truth is that if the people you surround yourself with every day don't reflect the type of person you want to be, you'll never be the person you want to be.
Soft breaths and restless mumbles to my right have become the soundtrack to my nights. The only time you're more vulnerable is when you're choosing to love me every day, but that's okay because every day I choose you too.
The **** crumbled between my fingers, only slightly more durable than myself. I've missed entire parts of my life because I was busy trying to escape it.
You give me that what are you doing here? I barely know your name. You cosmos of confusion, you paradox on parade. You ring on for eternity, with your warm chord strummed, in the name of spontaneous adventures and fun.
Fold yourself into my arms and let your restless thoughts desolve to the sound of my heartbeat. Brought together by chance; staying together by choice. Your depths are unending in a world that's so shallow. I never knew home could be found in a stranger.
The demand keeps the cranks turning on the accidental machine that I've built. Well oiled and free-flowing, it taxes my body instead of my wallet. Text messages, lies, and colours that fly. Maybe I should have read the instruction manual first.