i think the saddest thing about my relationship is that i know that if we break up, he can find someone better. he will find someone better. and it hurts me because i know, god damn do i know that i will never fucking ever find someone like him again. he is the best there ever will be for me.
his love, his kisses, his hugs. i will never find someone who can give me that feeling again. but... i feel like i am not IT for him. i am a passing storm. im the sound of rain on his window as he prays for the thunder to stop so he can sleep.
i am his nights spent awake and weekends spent drunk. im the feeling he likes but will eventually get fed up of. i am a stepping stone on the road to somewhere better.
but to me... he is
he is
he is the wind, the sun, the storm. he is summer, winter, autumn and spring. he is leaves falling and leaves growing. he is snow melting and snow falling. he is the crash of waves on the sand. he is everything. he is my world and everything beyond it. he is IT for me. he. is. it.
and i
i am just the wind. just the storm. i am just winter. i am fallen leaves and melting snow. i am not enough.
not enough for him.
YOU ARE READING
emotionally
Non-Fictionbasically a book where i write down how i'm feeling, throw in some really shitty poetry here and there and maybe a few songs for the hell of it. [ trigger warning ]
