No one can see them

A very close friend told me that I was lost.
It meant a lot, because I am.
I'm lost and I don't think i'll ever find my way.
And that's okay.

I hope it doesn't effect you that I can't control myself.

Make me believe, in this future.
                                In this life.
                                In Love.
                                That maybe i'll be happy.


Because I finally found that one person, that makes me okay. Calm. Collected. Yet at the same time spiraling out of control. I wish I was there.

I think its funny
I think its sad
That the dreams in which i'm dying
Are the best i've ever had.