In the reflection of his eyes I saw books
The human brain is an amazing organ. It functions 24 hours a day from the day we are born and only stops when we are taking an exam or fall in love.
I’m way to stupid to think this time it would be different.
That maybe over time he’d have missed me.
I’m way to stupid to think he’d love me any different.
That maybe over time he felt his love growing for me.
I’m way to stupid to think he actually thought about me
I know he went away for a reason
Maybe it was the way I talked about death,
The way he couldn’t reach me from drowning in depths of my mind
Watching me chew away pieces of myself
How I couldn’t make up my mind about the dark and the light
I don’t know why he came back
Maybe it was the way I’d do anything to love him
To break down my walls left bare for him to build as he desired
I don’t know why.
I have always been exceptionally great at getting what I want and ruining it.
I tend to want to chew my lip off -__-