goodnight

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Every step I take is another thing to see.  Like I tend to break all I have to be 

Like the things I dream, they show a light that shows me how to scream.

I breathe air that doesn't help for what I am dealt.

I try to swim through this thick mud. But it only is getting me stuck.

I am in love with the one person who I regret hurting, and now it is a huge burden on me.

I wish to take back all I had done. But that simply is something that cannot be won.

I love him with all I have. But he doesn't love me, and I have to be okay with that.

I hope you read this and possibly think, "hey, maybe she is talking about me?" But that would sting.

Because you don't love the girl talking about you now. So with that, I must take a bow.

With that said, goodnight to the boy in my head.

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