Heels strewn across my floor, acapella voices thrown from wall to wall, and the only thing on my mind is you. Stop me if I'm crossing another line, again, for the thousandth time in a row. I've given up, it's hopeless to keep acting like I don't want you so badly. Deep rooted beliefs that there's something, anything, at the heart of what I'm feeling right now. My palms clasp, my chest shakes, I can't breathe when I think about what I'm going to say to you. Enough is enough, I've got to stop living in the past. Wishing life had a repeat button; that I could live in a pretend reality that I imagined all on my own. With you, always with you.
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