i almost want to laugh at how much i wanted you sleepless nights. countless. wondering if I was even a thought on your mind. if ever the possibility of us fluttered with one beat. 544 days even if it was for a split second, in a prayer or a curse you were there. marring everything that i'd built
* it's funny. He always gives us what we need. all i needed was something to sully this fabricated sustenance that i wanted so badly to believe in & here it is.