Sitting on your bed listening to you go on and on and on and on about her
Why am i even here?
I know a part of you genuinely wonders what would’ve happened between the two of you if you would’ve been different
If you didn’t have an addiction
If you weren’t so “irrational”
Will i ever truly be first?
Will i ever really matter to someone?
Would you go back to her in a heartbeat? She’s in your dreams
Nightmares maybe
...thoughts
i am not alone in there
Up there
In your clouded mind