There are days I wish I never lived. There are people I wish I never met. There are thoughts in which I wish I never thought. And sometimes you learn things we wish you didn’t u learn. Sometimes writing helps. Sometimes...
Washington? watching til it’s gone?
Now I wish I could just pick up and be miserable somewhere else too. I already live with out a clue and come to find you stole the plan the plans I made that you said you hate and how it’s cold and you just couldn’t move that far but look at you now. The life I wanted to live with you is gone just being without you is the cause of most my pain. I know it’s just how I feel. And my fucked up brain just trying to tell me I’m unworthy of love. What you feel is a dream an expectation a duality that doesn’t exist. But to be somewhere else where I don’t exist is a place you would fit in. I get it. Long gone are the MD days. Drinking til nothing mattered til we only saw each other. It’s silly to think we were in love. In love with the drinks and drugs and not the kisses and hugs. Did you use me? did I use you? We used each other that’s right I needed love and you needed a place to stay.
