You and I in this moment, captured my emotions
I replay it, and replay it over in my mind like a continuous favourite song
But like that song we replay and replay sooner or later we all grow tired of it
Tired of being in love with the past and what stops us from finding that new favourite song

Pipes and lights stretching past me
Expressionless faces and lifeless movements
I live in a world
A world made up of dreary routine
Where has passion gone?
I look under the crevices of their eyes but seek to find no refuge
Oh how I long to feel
Oh how I long for the world to feel passion and lust for life

She* was your first love and you are mine.
The trouble is I think we are **both still infatuated with that love

You "don't want to hurt her" by telling her you don't like her. You continue to talk to her. Flirt with her anyways. Nothing serious. Bored. Selfish. Lonely

By doing this she falls for you. She falls for your words. She believes in your falseness.

You stop talking to her. Cut off.

You hurt her

Hearts are not toys, Hearts are not always mendable, Hearts are fragile. Please treat them with **RESPECT

I pass by the places we went and the blanket that encases me is of longing
longing to feel again, longing to have someone care
Then I remember...you never cared
If you cared you wouldn't have disappeared like the fog after dawn
You are what hangs on my heart: what makes it heavy
What makes me lie on the floor drowned in music and emotions
My sadness has been around longer then the happiness you brought
I live in a cloud of confused nostalgia

Some adults hold the opinion that kids these days can’t stick to one thing. From an outwards perspective I agree, in my own experience I have moved around a lot. This may portray me to be flaky and inconsistent. Although from my perspective I see each opportunity and change in placement as a learning curve. I feel like I have learnt more in my transitioning and flexibility, than I would have learnt if I had stayed at my first job and original program. I mean I get it, commitment is respectable, but isn’t taking charge of your own life also respectable?

I stood behind the cash waiting for the transaction to be finished and drank the last bit of my smoothie. After I was done I said "I wish there was more". The lady turned to me immediately and said "that's how life goes". There was a raw and pure honesty to our transaction. The human condition: We are always wanting more.

He told me he was depressed and that sometimes he doesn't know what he is living for. I wish I could fix things. I wish I could make it better. I feel insufficient and that makes me sad.
I know you miss home. I know being in a different country without your family is hard. I know that you feel lonely sometimes. I know that you worry about money. I know that you worry this is all for none. I know that your stuck.
I wish I could make it better. I don't know how.
I'm sorry I put the weight of my troubles on top of yours.
I love you.