Sunday, 16 May 2010


if i ever push you away,
i don't really mean to.
when i tell you i don't wanna talk about it,i do,
i am just looking for the right words.
give me a minute, and if i can tell you, i will.
i try to be a struggling mix of real and
perfect at the same time.
at the moment, i am working on the ratio.
when i get really quiet sometimes
it is because i have too much to say
i have thought of too many things to tell u
all at once
and i don't know wut to say first.

i get immaturely jealous of anyone
who gets to see you on a daily basis
i miss u really easily.
but i also like that we can be apart
and we are both okay.
space is good too.

i love the way we love some
of the same things.
and i love how we love entirely different things.

my head is complicated pile of thoughts,
and fears, and cravings, and dreams,
and this tangled up nostalgia for the past,
and somehow, the future.

i am flawed and i am human and i am broken
and i am trying. and i am one person
and i am two hands and i am one
and i am love you.heart.
and i am so glad you are here.

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