those things i need them the most those things i need to own them for myself and only for me
i’ve never said i love you i’ve always been saying that i hate you all because i don’t understand my heart, my feelings
i pray to god every night banging on his door begging him on my knees “i want to be his friend”
i’ve never heard from him yet you come to build me up and then tear me up just as fast as escape velocity
i kept calm because i somehow know that we’ll be fine i’ll be fine
but then i heard from him he said with his punch against my stomach his tight grip around my neck, choking the air out of me
“no, young lady. you shall suffer more. i will give you someone someone you’ve never expected to step on your bleeding injury.”
GIFT OF GOD, do you know what i’ve been through? do you know how it feels to be left behind without knowing the why? do you know how it feels to see you pretending not to know me? do you know how it feels to know that someone else has fallen for you?
do you know why on earth i keep on holding you? embracing every memories that i have about us? because life back then was simple until you said your last goodbye.
sorry guys. i legit cried in front of my momma because of this.