Not everything is supposed to become something beautiful and long-lasting. Sometimes people come into your life to show you what is right and what is wrong, to show you who you can be, to teach you to love yourself, to make you feel better for a little while, or to just be someone to walk with at night and spill your life to. Not everyone is going to stay forever, and we still have to keep on going and thank them for what they’ve given us.
I’m still trying to find the word that means ‘I miss you’ and ‘I forgive you’ and 'come back’. But all I can think of is the way my voice has sounded when I’ve said your name the last few days.
I wish the words were not, 'I have to let you go.’ I wish the words could go back to you saying, 'Will you stay with me? Stay, please,’ in your sleepy voice with your sleepy eyes and your arms warm on the small of my back. I would love to be back in your kitchen before I knew you were going to break my heart. I wish I could forget. No, that’s not right. I wish it would hurt less. I wish it didn’t hurt at all.
What’s the word for 'dread’ and 'sadness’ and 'disbelief’. All I can think of is how exhausted I am. How much I want to close my eyes for a while. How much I want to fall asleep and not still wish I was with you.
What is the word for 'I love you’ and 'I have to let you go?’ It feels an awful lot like goodbye.
What’s the word for 'I hope that you are happy’ and 'I hope you get everything you want’ and 'one day I hope someone makes you stay’. All I can think of is you yelling to me to drive home safely, to please, please be careful on that rainy night where you kissed me goodbye and tasted like apples. I hope that one day, you stay. I hope that one day someone can make you. I had just hoped that that someone was me.
I’m still trying to find the word that means ‘I miss you’ and ‘I forgive you’ and ‘come back’. But all I can think of is the way my voice has sounded when I’ve said your name the last few days.
I wish the words were not, 'I have to let you go.’ I wish the words could go back to you saying, 'Will you stay with me? Stay, please,’ in your sleepy voice with your sleepy eyes and your arms warm on the small of my back. I would love to be back in your kitchen before I knew you were going to break my heart. I wish I could forget. No, that’s not right. I wish it would hurt less. I wish it didn’t hurt at all.
What’s the word for 'dread’ and 'sadness’ and 'disbelief’. All I can think of is how exhausted I am. How much I want to close my eyes for a while. How much I want to fall asleep and not still wish I was with you.
What is the word for 'I love you’ and 'I have to let you go?’ It feels an awful lot like goodbye.
What’s the word for 'I hope that you are happy’ and 'I hope you get everything you want’ and 'one day I hope someone makes you stay’. All I can think of is you yelling to me to drive home safely, to please, please be careful on that rainy night where you kissed me goodbye and tasted like apples. I hope that one day, you stay. I hope that one day someone can make you. I had just hoped that that someone was me.
