Maybe being lost is the best part of finding yourself,
completely and utterly engulfed in the unknown.
Every turn is a new opportunity to learn something about yourself you never knew before, there's beauty in that entire journey.

Discover yourself to the fullest, reach deep within,
find that thing and run with it.
That thing is what makes you, you.
And nobody can ever take that from you.

I long for something more
More than lonely hand holding
More than lifeless lip locks
More than silent road trips to your bed.
I long to feel something internal
Something like Christmas morn
Something I can't touch
It comes in forms of waves
I'm flushed.
I long for something more than your body

Endless summer nights, sativa hazed eyes.
Whiskey on our breathe, cheap perfume on our necks.
We're miles away, a party was our sweet escape.
Slurred words and spilt beers, we drank to the glory years.
When nothing really matter but our happiness,
you cant replace a best friend. A friend til the end.
I'd do anything do have a glory night again.

I'm not entirely sure what I'm feeling
But it feels euphoric.
It feels like the smell of coffee at 6am on a winter morning.
When the sun slowly begins to shine its rays.
A warm hand on a cold thigh.
Morning neck kisses and hazey vision,
Arms that wrap around a restless body,
Settling nerves and letting comfort drift me to sleep.
Comfortably numb.

If I died today would you miss me?
My last words I said, did you listen?
When I told you I've lost my shine, instead of hugs you made me cry.
Would you miss me if today I died?