To Be Loved Is A Dream

I wanted to get to know you. You made me feel like I didn’t have to try and sweet talk you, you were just you and I was I. Nothing else to it. Things happen though and people leave constantly, you just have to be ready for it no matter how many times you say to yourself that you’re used to it, you’re not, and you never will be. People hand gift you memories of them to your mind and it makes a home in there. You can’t burn it nor can you destroy it, memories of them will always stick. And I wish I didn’t meet you, I wish you didn’t remind me of certain things but you do and I guess you’ll be in my head forever till the day I lose you up there.

I don’t think I ever wanted to actually be alone. But there’s just not a soul I could actually trust to know they love me wholeheartedly and even then would I ever give them unconditional love back. Love is foreign to me, I know it’s something I want but I can’t ever understand the feeling. I just wish it came naturally to me.

sometimes being alone is just best but someone’s presence is always something I yearn for. In the back of my head I’m always disappointed to not feeling close enough

I know it’s annoying but being alone is all I know and it’s so lonely to know I can’t put all my trust in someone because the love never feels right. And cycling through it all hurts just as much that being alone is the only way to live. I don’t want to keep trying especially for someone like myself

I want to vanish completely