try.
it is true.
i tried
to stay up
for i had
absolutely
nothing to do.
wandered off.
i want to stay for a while.
i feel so uneasy
and lost
in your eyes
and in
that smile.
every time.
i wake up,
to realize,
i wanted
to talk to you,
just you and i.
but
no.
we'll never be.
i'm stuck
in this hole
of false hope
and it
won't be easy.
truth,
i think you know.
how, why, who.
i do
not want
to let go.
you.
time will come one day.
you'd look
at me,
and say:
"i'm sorry."
-
feel.
i've deeply forgotten.
this isn't real.
we're in
another fictional
garden.
i.
can't stand alone.
i feel
you're by my side,
sometimes it
feels like
home.
vinyl disc
spinning around,
taking risks,
and frequently
asking us
how.
every time.
i wake up
and realize.
i don't know why,
but it could've been
you and i.
-l
9.22.2018
12:26 a.m.
i should be asleep.
what am i doing tho??
please, i genuinely want to cease to exist.
new author note-to-self: don't forget 9.21.2018. the signs showed there.
YOU ARE READING
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