milk and honey

small towns

small towns made out of wood,
antique stores to your right, candy stores on your left.
scattered houses with billows of land,
it all screams YOU,
your name lingers on my tongue, your face is etched in my mind.
and guilt rushes to the seems, because thats all i feel.
and regret.
because its all my fault and if i had tried harder
you'd still be talking to me
you'd still be my lil bean.
i got attached to you,
because i saw something different in you.
something i dont see in other people.
and i understand if im too much for you.
too much to handle,
im a mess, lets just admit it.
you'll always be my best friend, even if im not yours.