Sparks in the Dark

Worth Your Time

I'm always trying to find excuses to see you.

I hope to see you every where, I think of the different ways you could "just so happen" to walk into me. I wait to hear you at my door. I wait to see you while out on walks. I hope to see your text when I check my phone. 

Sometimes I hope and pray, that you will just pop up out of nowhere one day.. but you never do. 

I sit in my room and wait for you to walk in on me singing songs about you, I wait for you to stumble in my room while I'm coloring or drawing and sprawl out on my bed. I wait for you to call me, and say "we need to talk", I wait for a text about literally anything and everything.

I sit, and hope that you think of me as often as I think of you, because I couldn't possibly think of someone new. I tried already. 

I wish you could see me, as I see you. Maybe we could have worked things out a little more. Maybe it was just me. Messing it up. Fucking you up. Maybe if I had said I love you one more time... or held you a little longer...

I wish I could put how I feel for you into words.. but no matter what poetry I spit, or songs I sing, or stories I write... I can't seem to put into words how much I truly love you...

Anything that doesn't have to do with you is usually a nightmare.

I swear I just keep losing more sleep, and I wish I could text you at 3 am when I know your awake, and say all the things I've been bottling, but thinking of you laying in your room losing sleep is painful because I know that its probably not because of me...

I would text you... but I know I'm just not worth your precious time.