And all those plans we make for together, turn into plans we make with everyone except each other.
When you lie awake at night and stare at your ceiling, it's almost like your entire world closes in for you. Like all aspects of your life are piecing together while you slowly begin to see and realize things that you have never before. That's why I call this, Thoughts I Have at Midnight. Because at midnight is when my world makes sense.
She says she loves me. She says she loves me,
so she clings to me even when I want to be left alone.
But she’s beautiful.
Like sometimes when I have things on my mind, she’s the perfect person to listen
and she only gives advice, she says when I give her a cue.
She says she loves me,
Like when I wake up in the morning
she’s sitting on the edge of the bed with a plate of food, wanting to feed me.
Or when I’m stepping out of the shower
she’s standing there with the towel, wanting to, wanting to dry me off.
She says she needs me.
So instead of admitting that she has made another mistake
She stays. She says she loves me.
But I don’t know about love.
Humans but no
It leaves room for
With nothing but remains left of what was once a beautiful vase, the shards of glass cut each one who walked by and then stained themselves with blood that looked like it could scream on its own.
They all spoke of the broken glass as the one that needed to be disposed. They all looked back at it knowing it was worthless and would only bring harm lying around. So they collected all the pieces, that once held so much, and disposed them one by one. Erasing all evidence of its existence. And it was gone from their lives. Leaving nothing but a few memories and one too many scars.
And they were happy.
Whatever you do to escape, do not let that escape overtake your entire life.
I secretly pray for a reason,
A reason to let you go.
Because everyday I fall in love a little more
with someone that will never be mine.
Because everyday I lie to myself and say,
we’ll be fine.
I’ll never admit
that I secretly pray for a reason.
But in my heart I know,
I’ll never actually let go.