maybe i was cursed; or unlovable or just someone that couldn’t be tolerated for long periods of time.
i hope i was cursed
maybe I’m just suffocating
maybe I’m supposed to feel like this
the cold November night hit like a car going
a little too fast,
a great gushing wind. something that numbs.
i kept my head clear for as long as i could,
i promise you. but somehow i always lean back
to when tea doesn’t taste as sweet anymore and my favourite show turns grey and i can’t look at you the same.
i fear it will last forever. i fear it won’t. i fear i may never be myself again, that i’ll never get her back.
i fear that I’ll get her back and i won’t know what to do with it.
i’m in this constant state of never anywhere.
i’m like a cloud.
or the rain as it falls, and disappears and dissolves.
i’m like an old vhs player, a broken clock,
a fine China vase with a chip in it.
I’m like a heater in the summer,
or a fan in the winter.
i can never get it quite right.
Nov 7, 2021
Nov 7, 2021 at 8:36 PM UTC
maybe i was cursed; or unlovable or just someone that couldn’t be tolerated for long periods of time.
i hope i was cursed
maybe I’m just suffocating
maybe I’m supposed to feel like this
the cold November night hit like a car going
a little too fast,
a great gushing wind. something that numbs.
i kept my head clear for as long as i could,
i promise you. but somehow i always lean back
to when tea doesn’t taste as sweet anymore and my favourite show turns grey and i can’t look at you the same.
i fear it will last forever. i fear it won’t. i fear i may never be myself again, that i’ll never get her back.
i fear that I’ll get her back and i won’t know what to do with it.
i’m in this constant state of never anywhere.
i’m like a cloud.
or the rain as it falls, and disappears and dissolves.
i’m like an old vhs player, a broken clock,
a fine China vase with a chip in it.
I’m like a heater in the summer,
or a fan in the winter.
i can never get it quite right.