god, it’s so hard. it’s like some days i have a handle, i can see myself standing up, getting stronger, moving past this. and then something small, usually my mom calling, and that weight just slams back in my chest and throws me back underwater.
Lonesome tears
I can’t cry them anymore
I can’t think of what they’re for
Oh they ruin me every time
But I’ll try
To leave behind some days
These tears just can’t erase
I don’t need them anymore
How could this love
Ever turning
Never turn its eye on me
How could this love
Ever changing
Never change the way I feel
Lazy sun
Your eyes catch the light
With promises that might
Come true for a while
Oh I’ll ride
Farther than I should
Harder than I could
Just to meet you there
How could this love
Ever turning
Never turn its eye on me
How could this love
Ever changing
Never change the way I feel
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About Me:
experimental stream of consciousness writer who may or may not be a liar. sanest person you've ever met but i'll look you in the eyes like a computer eating magnets. what i don't know about you, i'll make up. and you'll still love me because you don't know where i went that moment you swore i disappeared. my moods chase the seasons and i hear it makes an interesting read. i like smelling good.