![]() ![]() Maybe I want to be more than a good time, I think. I try not to breathe too hard so I don’t wake you, but after a while I understand that you won’t disappear if I make a sound. You called me a good time and I used to think that was all there was to it. Mine wide open, fearing that if I so much as blink you’ll slip out through the door. Sunlight filtering into the room, painting your face golden. I want to pretend this could last forever. Don’t give power to your fears - let your dreams define you. Have faith everything will work out in your favour, exactly in the way you need it to. There’s more to do, more to see, more dreams to live. Know that where you are right now, whether you’re stuck, moving slow or simply thriving, is not the end. Believe that every step you take serves to get you closer to where you want to be. Dream so big, others would call you delusional. “Absolutely nothing that destroys you is worth holding on to. You’ll never know what you can’t have and it’s not your fault. ![]() We don’t talk anymore and you’ll never know what it is you won’t be fighting for. Now you don’t pick up the phone when I call. I answer questions with caution and when I take off my clothes, it doesn’t mean my armour comes off with them. You might think there was never anything important to know about me, that I wanted to be unknowable, but what you don’t get is that I don’t easily hand someone a piece of me. So where did I go wrong? We barely knew each other and now you act like I’m a stranger again - as if I could ever forget the little things you told me, the small moments of trust you gave to me. ![]() Plans get cancelled over text, not a thought wasted. But is this really what it is like these days? Something blooms and you don’t give it a name. Your guard’s been up ever since you saw me that night and I understand seeing me with someone else must’ve hurt. ![]()
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