Poisoned Ink

I wanted you to need me and that’s not fair because everyone deserves their own dependency

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“Fighting for you never got me anywhere, I must of been LARPing”

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“Where exactly am I going when I found you”

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🚙💨Joyride

Two honks with an “I’m here” text before I ran out my apt. The rain had just stopped but I was still drenched in excitement to see you. Tuggs on the car door because it’s still lock, and the strawberry little tree car scent hangs as “Glitter” by 070 Shake plays on the speakers. IMU. And the sense of security and feeling of safety with you is why my seat belt never buckles. Take off. Slipper terrain but you were careful enough not to hydroplane. Blurry street sighs, we didn’t know where we were going. But the ETA was set at forever, no final destination. Switching gears to sport mode, I had racing thoughts about you. Doing Donuts. High cause were road tripping in a low rider. Is there a speed limit on how fast you can like someone? According to the dashboard you always kept it 💯. Maybe the street signs are giving me mix signals but there’s was not a red light in sight. We never grew hangry of eachother, the drive thru was our favorite place. Then we had those parked car conversations. The stories you would tell were more fulfilling than the gas tank. The length we would go for each other was more than the speedometer can account for. I knew deep down that this was a push start to our journey. Forget the GPS, this was a joyride. You drove me to love you. 🚘

I would hate to give up on you, and watch someone else win you over

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These were the cards that we were delt. Don’t reshuffle them, you may end up with a joker. Sometimes you gotta place a bet on love and hope that it parlays.🎰🎲

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“I think you realize how much you need to have people that you love. It's not as much about them loving you - it's about you needing to love people.”

Pretty in Pink 💕

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seesaw, I always find you on the opposite side of things no matter our high and lows

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Toxic

I didn’t care about your baggage or the skeletons in the closet, I hated unpacking anyways. Your flaws, I tried to fix that, like clay I attempted to mold you into my perception of perfect. But me chipping away at your imperfections made you break. Yet I thought I accepted you for you. And If I could absorb your pain and hold it as my own I would have. My family and friends didn’t like you, so I cut them of. You were all I had then. Invested as invested could get. We got away, that place was toxic. Told me your deepest darkest memories, I wiped the tears off your eyes while you relied on me for help, I thrived on you needing me. But when you didn’t, I lost it. Your burden was now mine, and as your scars healed mine began to appear. Things went bad, we even our score board but the numbers didn’t add up. I was so into you that I don’t even know myself anymore.

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The sky is not the limit when there’s a whole universe out there

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Self-cannibalism my own feelings of regret eats away at the mistakes I’ve made

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“Like gravity you held it down for me when I didn’t even know I was floating”

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Like fire sometimes It’s takes a while for a connection to spark ⚡️ and ignite 🔥

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Like my outfits on the first day of school, things were new and uncomfortable between us

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The ball was in your court when we went out of bounds. Thought this would of been a layup but we went into overtime. Forgetting there’s a shot clock, you ran out of time. Isn’t it funny how things turn over.

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