Slowly Sinking.

Maybe I just want the darkness to consume me because I’m tired of fighting to find the light.

Surely even those immune from the world, for the time being, need the touch of one another, or all is lost.

therapy

Sometimes you just want to breakdown and let it all go but you continue to smile like nothing is wrong.

eventually i became paranoid, sitting between 4 walls, listening to the same song on repeat, wondering if you were just as paranoid as i am…

I hope we last. I hope we do. But if we don’t, this is how I want you to remember me: I want you to remember me curled up, listening to the sound of your heartbeat and tracing maps across your skin. Remember me laughing at your jokes, even the stupid ones. Remember me in hysterics for absolutely no reason and in tears because one time you made me so sad neither of us thought I’d recover. Remember me brave, that time you held my hand and I thought I was going to die; remember me scared and gentle and delicate and breakable - only for you though, only for you. Remember me happy, and all the ridiculous ways I tried to get your attention. Remember the way I was too stubborn to talk to you and how absolutely insane it drove the both of us. Remember all the firsts and how they were so delightful we went back for seconds and thirds and fourths. Remember the songs you couldn’t stop listening to and the childish dreams you allowed yourself about the future. If it’s any consolation I allowed myself to have them too. If it comes to it I don’t want you to remember the ending. Remember the beginning. Remember the first time you knew.