Sometimes the foot pressing down my heart pushes down
And again i am stuck in the loop
For you

You look at me like i look at him
The longing is overwhelming and i can’t help but spin
I never meant to feel so deeply for him that i forgot that you existed
But i need to follow what my heart is telling me even if it never works
I can’t give you what you want

treasure the little things,
like dogs
or pizza

i don’t know anybody who is happier in december than they are in july