it's the season of feeling grateful
and the first person i want to be grateful for
is myself

sometimes days are good
simplistic and wholesome
and good
and there is no reason behind it
there is no hidden meaning
and it’s time to realize
that days are supposed to be good
and you are allowed to have good days
without wondering the reason why

I can’t remember his dogs name
and I hope that means
eventually I won’t remember his

you make me feel everything at once
and
every time I look at you
I’m just happy that you’re the one who makes me feel like that

I don’t want to be controlled by the monsters of my past
but here I am

i've been happy here for so long
and I don't want leaving to change that

you say you won't hurt me
but that won't keep me from being afraid you will