at the back of my mind...
i'm still hoping..
waiting.

i feel so stupid
for even thinking
that you and i
might stand a chance

but i feel even more stupid
for thinking
that you could change

I am tired of waiting
For you to text me first
For you to say good night
For you to say "i love you"

For once, I'll be the first
To say good bye.

he's someone i can never begin to explain
this we have is something new
but at the same time something real
i can never begin to explain
but i can say
he's something
he's something worth it

it is in this moment
when i just want to speed up
minutes turning into hours
days turning into months
months turning into years
because im too tired
too helpless
too afraid

love is like
holding a pen
and writing your own story
delivering out the best lines
giving the idea of the best scenes
sometimes making your mistakes
trying to erase your errors
covering them up
even wanting to tear the page off
doing everything to make them right
that is love
love is your story
no matter how good
or bad
the chapter may be
love is worth reading

it's annoying when you get hurt
because being hurt means pain
and what's worse is knowing
that you can only be hurt
by the ones you love