Dear You,
And most nights I still fall asleep thinking of you. You aren't a miracle but you feel like my only hope. You are the only reason I get up every morning. You were the person on my mind through the first week of recovery. You are my hope. I'm holding onto you because you're everything I've ever wanted. I know I should give up. I know I'm being stupid. But I just cannot lose you. It's like I'm homesick for a place that doesn't even exist. It's like somehow
when we hug everything makes sense. When we talk I see how much things have changed but I'm okay with that. When we're apart I wish to be with you. I waste my falling stars, 11:11's, and birthday wishes on you. When I'm hurting I tell myself you're just a jerk, all the other times I tell myself you're my everything. In the end of it all I will never fully have you. Maybe that's the sickest part of it all. I really can't win.
"You dropped the note
and I changed the key,
you changed yourself
and I changed me,
Then you screamed the bridge
And I cried the verse
And our chorus came out unrehearsed but you
smiled the whole way through it
and I guess maybe
That's what's worse "
Even if I had you, you'd always be you, and I love you, more than any thing you know that.But you've broken everything you have ever loved. And I've always known that.But I believe in people changing but maybe I shouldn't. I really don't know anymore.
