You think her kiss is magic One day you’ll learn it’s poison
I’m no good with waiting.
The silence. The wondering. The voices chattering. It kills me.
But I wait. For you.
Fuck conventional And fuck your white picket fence What makes you think someone so remarkable as yourself is meant for such ordinary dreams? You focus so hard on what you think will bring you happiness I fear you will neglect to see the possibilities for happiness already at your feet
I'm over you But I will never be over what we had