Confident when you’re not quite. Confidential stories that I can never tell.
Pain I cannot describe, love I cannot explain.
Love, I cannot explain.
So desperately clinging to someone who won’t stop running from me.
I miss you.
It’s killing me too.
I wish I could just erase it, but I am me, and you not understanding doesn’t change it.
I love you despite how it stings and stabs when you say it.
I am one step away, from not knowing what I was supposed to love for.
If it just causes this chaos.
I love you, and I don’t know what to do.
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