i saw your wife at a cafe a long time ago. it's funny how everything leads back to you. you were the nicest person i ever met.
i have dreams about you sometimes
my stomach is empty. i hate my family and i feel so alone
it seems like you are the only person that makes sense.
you are the only person i trust. i would give you my life
i have no sense of meaning being here. i trust you with every inch of my soul. im dying and it seems like nobody notices. this illness is giving me meaning but it tears me apart.
my bones. i can count every rib in the mirror. my eyes are sunken in, i feel like a walking corpse.
i need to have someone to think of so i wont die. i fear that i can never be that pillar for someone. my heart is empty
i dont think i can be someone to somebody and that has to be okay. this road i am travelling is meaningless. why would anyone want to love me.
i am waiting for someone to take from me again. someone who will break my heart and put it back together again.
i would give you everything if you could take this pain, this baggage away from you. this fucking sickness is killing me. i would die for you if i hqd to. if i had to i would
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