I'll never be them that's what hurts the most.
I can't make myself someone I'm completely not.
I can't perfectly mold myself into someone I'm not.
Would you want two of them anyways? Because lately even though I loved them too I can't stand to be around them
Or you for that matter
Because you don't see it
Or if you do you don't care enough to do anything about it.
How do you build yourself up when you are broken down by simply not being someone else.
How do you smile when your eyes automatically trace to the same place.
It's not easy having someone fill a place I ran ,
They seem familiar with it
Odd
At the same time
You seem unphased by it
I don't like it
Do you even think of me
Do I even cross your mind
When you can't sleep
Or when you don't have them
Or when you scroll though old texts or your camera roll
Do you think of me in times of sorrow
When you laugh
I wonder
I hope
I hope you hurt some nights
Lay alone wondering why you let me go
I hope you cry some nights
Tears flow freely that I'm not there to catch
Damn I'm a bitch I know
Times running out
Before I'm completely gone
