i didnt think much of it when i was doing it. i didnt think it would turn out this way. i apologize, i really do. im sorry.
Sometimes at night I suddenly become aware of all the things I’m missing out on right now, and all the people who I’m not close to anymore, and all of the good times that will never happen again, and all the people who meant the world to me who have forgotten about me forever, and I get this awful feeling that’s kind of like a mix between loneliness and nostalgia.
I guess I’ll never fully understand how you could just wake up one day and stop loving me.
I don’t think about you anymore, but I don’t think about you anyless.
i know no better lullaby
than the lull of your lungs
against my chest
as my heart begins to
match the rhythm,
bringing me to my truest
state of peace.