years between us

We are meant to meet, But not meant for each other. What a sad story.

In a coffee shop, I am not the girl that has yet to turn 18 I am not a court case waiting to happen I am not your student. Maybe in a coffee shop, I could just be a pretty girl across the room, that can’t stop glancing at you. In a coffee shop, you are not a last name you are not old enough to be my father you are not my teacher. Maybe in a coffee shop, you could just be a beautiful man across the room, with a tie that happens to be too loose. In a classroom, I am sitting in a rotting desk. Your eyes linger on the pages of a textbook. I am a student, and you are my teacher. Maybe in class, You could just be a beautiful man standing across the room, that can’t stop glancing at me.

OH MY FUCKING GOD, IT’S BACK ON MY DASH.

YOOOOOOO

THE BOY I FELL I LOVE WITH LEFT TO TRAVEL THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD AND HAS BEEN GONE NOW FOR 3 MONTHS. WE HAVENT SPOKEN SINCE BECAUSE I DIDNT WANT TO MAKE HIM FEEL TRAPPED TO ME AND NOT ENJOY HIS TIME SO I WAITED FOR HIM TO CONTACT ME FIRST. I SAW THIS ON A PARTICULARLY LOW DAY WHEN I WAS MISSING HIM SO MUCH I CRIED FROM THE PAIN, GUYS I REALLY LOVE HIM, SO I THOUGHT MEH WHAT THE FUCK, AND WISHED HE WOULD JUST LET ME KNOW HE WAS OKAY.

I hate you so much and I have to keep reminding myself that We’re not in love we’re not in love we’re not in love Love only works if the other person feels the same way back and you don’t You really don’t

My aesthetic:

I confess I do not know why, but looking at the stars always makes me dream.

One thing I learned a long time ago is that even if you think you’re meant to be with someone, that doesn’t necessarily mean you get to be with them.

Tell me every terrible thing you ever did and let me love you anyway.

I miss you I feel like I am the sun and you’re the moon, we never meet, our worlds never intertwine. My day tires as yours start, it’s an impossible love. Still, I’m dreaming of a solar eclipse so then I can embrace  your long-overdue kiss.