Cutting my organs and rearranging my bones Discarding of the skin like ***** band aide Watering insecurities and dipping in my pink Fitting me in the solace of your neck But never in your arms Drowning in your touch Etching into my memory the bitter sweetness of this One sided love Craving your torture and remedy in one.....
Jen, you worry too much about things beyond our control, but you need to know that we are going to be okay. Your mind is as breathtaking as views from Table Mountain and your love is as beautiful as the Sistine Chapel. Let’s vibe out and listen to Malibu by Anderson .Paak while reminiscing about the love that we’ll never get back. I took six shots of Jägermeister, and apparently, I drank more but that’s the only part that I can remember. It’s a new year and I’m sitting here listening to music while drinking Heineken and reminiscing about December. I have been sharpening the edges of my pen to write about blunt memories. Let’s vibe out and listen to Malibu by Anderson .Paak while reminiscing about the love that we’ll never get back. We’ll never get back together but I can’t keep on losing you over complications that I’m unfamiliar with. We must’ve met in the past life because that’s probably why I want to love you past life.
Jen, you worry way too much about the future that you tend to forget to live in the moment. So every minute that passes by is a moment that you want to capture and post on Instagram and Facebook. But I can’t judge you because sometimes I get lost in the whirlwind of vivid pixels and instant gratification. I have come to accept that love is a part of me even when it’s apart from me. Jen, you worry too much about things beyond our control, but you need to know that we’re going to be okay.
Jen, you worry way too much about everything that happens in January.