poetry and deep truths; welcome to my madness
I know that I can live without you, but that doesn't mean that I want to. Am I crazy? Am I batshit crazy for thinking that maybe you will come around? I am fucking crazy. Because you haven't made a sound. Weeks have gone by and all this time, you are silent. I miss you… Continue reading hurting
If he wanted to, he would put in the effort.If he wanted you, he would stop letting time continue to divide the two of you further and further.
And even amongst all my bitter sadness and grief and anger and lack of sleep, I still miss you and I continue to wish that you would come home to me. What does that say about my heart? That it's too big? Too forgiving? Too naive to wish we may not forever be apart, that… Continue reading I’m good at drowning
It looks like We've been drinking. It looks like We've been overthinking. And we are both So tired. So of course Our minds Drift towards one another Every time. Of course We consistently fall In love with each other. Because we are us. We are an irreversible fate. We are...together... Even when it's too late.
I've been writing you letters that I'll probably never send. They've been helping me find closure, I guess. I miss you more than I thought I would. And I wish you knew. I wish you knew.
Unraveling my soul 