nov 5th 18.
this whole day, i could not stop thinking about you. i haven't felt that way in a while. i hate us being too busy to talk, to properly talk. everything about you makes me so grateful, your voice, your laugh, your cry, your stupid jokes, even your smile which you hate so much. i don't know why... it's so pretty.
there have been multiple times today, where i have seen a bird,
and wished that it was me.
such a normal thing to witness,
but a unique feeling to naturally feel.
every time i would think to myself:
if only i was that bird,
i use all of my strength & willpower to fly to you.
that feeling is such a longing one.
i wish, i wish, i wish.
even now as i sit in the near darkness
in a place that you convinced me to come to,
i look out at the horizon and imagine myself on the other side,
with you.
if i could fly
i'd be coming right back home to you.
