i want to let go to jump into the void and catch my wings on an updrift of wind to feel the freedom of longing but the resistance and gravity of the thought of you is both holding me back and pulling me down. the thought of you restricts me from going, leaving, starting my life how it's suppose to be, becomes hope is demolition to a soul of love. notice how i said the thought of you. it isn't you, but my mind's imagination of what could be. the gravity of knowing i will never be enough for you pulls me down and weighs on my heart. i know it will shatter and i know i won't recover.. but it's a high that only your drug can give me. and honestly, i'd face this overdose over withdraw anyday.
not my best work but i'm sleep deprived and missing my ex. i'm sure we can all understand and relate in some sort of way.