I'm stuck in between who I've been and who I want to become.
The decisions are always more difficult now...
And my mind likes to dance around thoughts and ideas in order to cope.

I feel weak but not completely wounded.

I'm tired.
I want to sleep some.

The days seem to go by quickly but situations seem dragged out.

I don't know where to be or where to go.

So I stand here.

I've cracked.

I feel like my mind is slowly slipping.
I can't seem to even come up with the words sometimes.

Because the shock value of it all still haunts me.
It always haunts me.

Leave me here.

I am independent.
I've learned well enough to pick up the pieces on my own.

I've done it more than you think.

I'll be there soon.
Give me a minute.

Swirling inside me is a message I've yet to decipher.
As I continue the search for my own peace of mind...
I fumble and trip with continuous confusion as to what is going on.

Reality is unreal at times.
Where it seems like the world is a Hollywood hit.

I'm watching this all continue.
I'm watching it all fall down.

I rise above it all...
I rise again every time I fall too.

I've become jaded and mediocre.

I know I can be better.
I'm pushing for that again.

Miss you
Eat
Miss you
Sleep
Miss you

The years continue to come.
And what we've had, still fades.

Because we continue holding on...
For anything.
For everything.

You disappear here and there.
I always wonder where you are.

But I don't go searching for answers.
Because I know you'll reappear when you're ready.

Tonight your wall started to crumble even more.
More than what I'm used to seeing.

You weren't bringing this wall down to rebuild later...
This time you didn't leave me with just a taste.

You let me in.

But it's too late now.

You kept your walls higher than I could ever reach or destroy.

And someone finally let me in.
And I've let them in too.

What could have been?

With this journey we've started...
Baby, we've got it goin' on.

I've got a hand to hold and we've got things to do.
And I'll do everything with you.

We cruise through the streets of LA and Venice like we own it.
And in our world, we do.

Our coffee shop favorites with a hint of excellence.
The rest is up to us.

We're forgiving and forgetful.
We connect.
The corners of our minds meeting with complete excitement.

Our pasts haven't defined us.
And they won't.

We are the warriors.
Our bodies covered in scars.
The world has battled us since day 1.
But we've made it this far.

If I could go back and start over, I would begin with you and I.

We were kids dying from addictions.
And we didn't know how to handle it.

Depression was killing me.
****** was slowly killing you.

I didn't know at first...
How deeply you've been scarred.

But as our teenage love unfolded,
each page held dark secrets that we couldn't even tell each other at first.

Eventually we did. I began to understand the pain you felt every day. The torturous pain. I ache for you to this day. Wishing I would have been there for you more.

You became more distant.
And my parents weren't fond of you either.

Heartbroken.

As we tried to sneak around like some tale from far ago, it became tiring...
It became a decision.
That tossed back and forth longer than I thought it would go.

I know you loved me I could see it in your eyes and the way you would smile at me, I loved you too.

You're gone now.
And as I wish that I would have kept all the things you've given me...

I wish more than anything that I could thank you.

Because without you, I wouldn't know what love is.