cannabis-child

My goal this year is to stop chasing after unavailable people, whether it be emotionally, mentally, or physically. I deserve consistency and assurance.

I often wonder where I stand with you. Some days it feels as if my feelings are reciprocated, and that you want to be with me as much as I want to be with you. Other days I question whether or not I even cross your mind, especially when I’m waiting by the phone or being left on read.

I hope that every time someone asks you how I’m doing and you have to respond “I don’t know, we’re not together anymore,” I hope it hits you all over again. I hope it stings.

“I wish you could watch yourself laugh, cry, and move. You always miss everything that makes people love you. You frown into the mirror a million times because of your lopsided grin, but if you saw yourself gazing up with that same funny look, I swear you’d love yourself too.”