One of the things he's psyched about today: 1)Maybe she'll be home today.

Is there a hole burning in my stomach?

You said I deserved the world, but you couldn't give it to me.
He gave it to me, but he said I didn't deserve it.

[I liked living there. It was my comfort zone. Nothing about right now is pleasant.]

I would get on a plane tonight to be with you if I could, to prove I could put my heart first.
In three years, if you wanted, I'd get on a plane to be with you and never leave your side. I'd follow you all over the world and wherever your mind or dreams take you, and I wouldn't complain about how crazy anything you wanted to do was because I'd be ( Read more... )

Something is disintegrating. Maybe the imbalance I was so distraught by these months passed has reclaimed some leveling. The urge, sometimes it isn't there at all. I think I feel ready, but none of my limbs move in tune with the hunger. I pretend these things hurt me, but I don't know what I'd do without them. The rhythm of incessant counting ( Read more... )

Sometimes it doesn't feel right...I can sense it. The balance of every sentence, every moment waiting is off, but I can't explain it to myself loud, clearly. I don't really know what's happening. It's hard to tell the difference between something is always wrong and something's wrongI want to do nothing. I mean that in every defining sense. I ( Read more... )

How do you think through these emotions?
It doesn't make any sense, you-not-with-me.
How does this make sense to you?

Why do I feel like my lungs have been pulled out?

I just want to
give in. That's shameful. I wont give in. There's a ladder to climb to get to me; I don't need to fall of it.

"If I could sleep forever,
would you still be in
...my dreams?"

Under the Covers is the new most beautiful song. You have to patiently wait until 2:59 or 3:14 for the best part. You pretty much die there.

I cried my fucking eyes out, apologizing that I love you this way, that it hurts, that it shouldn't hurt like this, that it's unfair to you, that it's wrong, and I'm wrong, and you're wrong, and. I cried my fucking eyes out begging you, telling you how deeply and dearly I love you ( Read more... )

Maybe it was easier to amaze me before, or maybe I knew some incredible people. It's just no longer instant wow's once a week. Even the moment I met Josie was unforgettable. I remember counting out each colour painted on her nails and I remember watching her the whole walk from the Bio bldg to the commons. I remember when she mentioned she had ( Read more... )