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I’ve always wanted people who were made for someone else

Granted some of them I didn’t know they were for else

But this search for someone who sees that I care

I’ve always picked the wrong person

Is it in my nature to be wrong, I wonder?

And, truly, I’d be most at home in a cuddly platonic relationship with a few people

Living together and just being there for eachother

But even one is too much to ask

And watching budding relationships stings

I’m not waiting for you

I’m just not going anywhere

No gang vocals right now

I can’t take the sound of it

Of devotion

These songs of not love, but devotion

I would rather sing vague songs about how tomorrow is going to be better

Someone devoted to me

There is not one person on the planet

How lonely

It stings

Love

That anxious little

But I want it, but I’ve never experienced it, and I never will

Feeling I get when I see it

It must be nice

To have true love

良いね

It’s like it’s teasing me

Look how nice this is for other people

Look at how they’re enjoying life

Time is passing me by

I’ll die eventually

I mean, obviously

So many years wasted

Is this it?

Can’t you do better than this?

But you don’t

You author person

You’re lazy

It’s not my fault you’re incapable of writing my love story

Gave up did you?

I asked for the Moon

But you couldn’t even figure out how to work in some dust

Lazy fuck

Lashing out at nothing

It truly feels cruel

How love is everywhere

I can’t escape it

I need a filter for life

No displays of romantic affection ever

How am I supposed to be not bitter when it’s everywhere

And I want it more than anything

But I can’t have it

Reality is so cruel

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