It's kind of a shame, yk?
Everyone's slowly drifting apart into their own lives and soon they'll all be gone without knowing all the hurt they caused others.
Like we never existed, like they never cared, and someday we'll look back and wonder whatever happened to all those promises.
They were well meant, but empty.
Hollow things hurt the most. There's this feeling of disappointment weighing you down as you gaze at these fakes, wishing relationships came with a warranty.
If only I could turn back time, maybe I could scream these things out. Yet if I did, wouldn't they be angry at me? Aren't disappointments a guarantee in relationships? Somehow though, I still hope for someone to hold on to me.
If everyone is a stranger and feelings keep changing, should I keep trying to find that package with a warranty?
These feelings are so widespread I can feel them emitting from others even in the midst of a large crowd, but so muted it simply makes the wind's scent remind me of unspoken, broken dreams I whispered to it long ago.
Why do I always make the same mistakes?
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It's kind of laughable.
The warranty doesn't mean your feelings will never change or that things will always stay the same. It just means you have to try to change into the right thing at the right time so you won't end up letting go.
This warranty doesn't mean I won't feel this way again, or want to give up on this meaningless circle.
It just makes it harder.
Every time you want to leap-
Remember that someone can't stand to watch you die.
Every time you want to yell
Remember that someone can't believe in a world without your voice
Every time you want to cry
Remember that your tears will land on their soul
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It's kind of silly
Not being able to let go.