I've been staring at the ceiling for hours trying to find patterns within the strokes of paint becuase I can't sleep all I can think of is you and why I'm here why do I exist I want to sleep but it hurts to close my eyes and try to clear my head all I want to do is curl up next to you under the stars and feel your lips against mine but you're too far away and it hurts that you don't care I knew this was coming and it was selfish of me to want you to love me too but I'm still here I'[m just so fucking tired of being so lonely all the time I need you here by my side but I know you're not coming back.
