Who can i vent to? who is willing to listen to my shit so i can get it off my chest?
There is so much i could fucking say to you right now but i’m going to, but i so wish i could, i’m not going to say anything because i’m not going to make myself look like a psycho bitch but maybe tomorrow i will, just not today.
It’s 4am. your sleeping, i’m crying.
Please explain to me why you are ignoring me. I would love to know what i did wrong.
You know its her. You can’t even deny the way she puts your mind at ease and the way your heart is wrapped up in every syllable you see roll off those perfect lips. She’s the type you’ve been searching for. Those are the eyes and smile you’ve been selfishly craving for so long, but were far too breathtaking to shape into words.
1) Your face reminds me of home and I’m not sure why.
2) I wish I knew how your laughter feels against the small of my back.
3) I’m a mess, but I hope you stick around.
4) I think I could love you if you let me
5) Your smile makes my heart ache even from miles away"