Stranded in this feeling that someone I haven't even met is wondering what it might be like to know someone just like me. Praying to someday awake and find nothing more than her attempts at trying to make me feel... even though we're surrounded by a world that tells us not to.
The word "someday" could be the happiest/saddest word in the world. It's all a glass half full/empty type of thing in my chest. I just want to make it true. What was once an effort to prove my strength has only made me weak for you.
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