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i broke today (and for no reason.)
i tried to explain to you that its not you. its me, completely me.
me me me. im crazy, ive told you this time after time. i guess that you didnt take me seriously. but it really is just me.
i started thinking and thinking and thinking. and then my thoughts kept on thinking, but come to think of it, i wasnt thinking of anything at all.
i didnt like the silence. or the tension between the seats as we drove. i didnt like it at all. in fact, i fucking hated it. never let me do this to you again.
im just really messed up sometimes. you'll get used to it- even though you refuse to. its that or… goodbye.
when i said that i was glad you stick around, i really meant it.
youre one of the only things that can remind me that im alive anymore.
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