so i've known you for well over a month now
and i still love you as much
as i did before, if not more.
i really love you.
your ex-bestfriend told me some stories
about you taking things too far
"like you always do"
and i'm not sure if i should believe that
i suppose denial is a stage of loving someone as much as i do you,
because what's good for both of us?
it feels like you do just fine,
going without talking to me
and i can't breathe,
i miss you,
i miss you,
i miss you,
every **** second of the minute,
every minute of the hour,
every hour of the day,
every day of the week.
but you know what?
i don't know what to do anymore.
what is there to do?
out of simple fear of being alone.
i remember waking up that morning
and talking to you,
almost being late to life
but you know
it was worth it
i didn't feel like i was being shoved into a hole
and i'm so grateful that conversation happened,
you know?
otherwise, i would have killed myself
a long time ago.
look,
i'm not letting go anytime soon
i'm tired of this routine
me falling in love,
me getting attached,
me being left, me being heartbroken.
it runs you down,
and i'm so sick of it.
i'm not sure if you realise
but you mean literally everything to me
and as time goes by,
you'll still be the only one on my mind

s.b.//