I'm a paradox.
I want to be happy, but I think of things that make me sad.
I'm lazy, yet ambitious.
I don't generally like myself, but I also love who I am.
I say I don't care, when I really care about every small detail.
I crave attention, but reject it when it comes my way.
I'm a conflicted contradiction.
If I can't figure myself out, I thought their was no way anyone else could.
But then you came along, and you made me see things a little clearer.
My mind is still kind of foggy, but that's okay.
You are still here.
And I love you.
YOU ARE READING
My love.
RandomHave you ever just looked at someone and thought, my god. I adore you. I adore every goddamn ounce. I adore your bones and your soul. And I'm a loser, who just doesn't want to lose you. I can lose fucking everything, but not you. Oh god, not you.
