Why do I do this? Write down my thoughts Will you ever see this? And know they are of you The selfish part of me hopes you do The restless part of me wants you to Our conversations can be chaos Pleasant sounding yet world crushing But our written words can be heard You've told me things I can't unhear I've admitted all my biggest fears How can you pretend to be amiss? No one else has ever fit like this
I hope you know how much you've meant to me. I'm a different person now and I have to admit it's partially because of you, our conversations and the easy feeling I got with you. I want that. Happiness. With you, if possible.