One could only know so much.
The need to spill out feelings in regards to making someone feel good.
Only to feel your gut wrench itself at the sight of something so distasteful-
so hate fulfilling.
Stood there for a loss of words, and I know I will in due time loose something that I only continue to hesitate to call my own.
Though- for your sake. I could only somehow hope it does or doesn't happen.
long nights of only what I can see of sleeping dreamlessly, staring up at the ceiling. Pained at heart and lost at mind.
I don't want to keep happiness to myself.
especially if I'm one to never ever have a proper grasp at it.
I will never be mad for losing it.
losing you.
If it means you finally get to settle down and be happy for once.
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DiversosPHOTOSHOOTS Just a small journal going to keep. Talk about my day or some random shit. Rant maybe? Or just write stupid shit. Obvious Aesthetics.
