i don’t understand
sometimes we’re okay
somtimes we are amzing, fantastic; perfect.
but then sometimes we’re not.
sometimes we don’t talk for hours, and i hate it.
sometimes i get wound up and intertwined into the past, and i isolate myself into despair.
sometimes you act like you don’t care, you shove your emotions down into an abyss of black that you try to make me forget, but how could i?
sometimes we are fine, i promise.
it used to be fine all the time, i swear.
but lately for some reason, there’s change in the wind.
maybe you’ve fallen too deep into that abyss.
or maybe i’m too stuck in the past to even dream about the future.
but either way, we’v come too far to give up.
we’ve sacrificed everything to enjoy what little we have.
and i won’t let anything take away what we have.
because i’ve never been happier in my entire life.