wrong.

it seems i never get it right. always after the wrong thing. the wrong person. the wrong dream. these things don’t exist. right does not exist. there is no right thing, no right person. only how bad i want you right now. and how right that would feel.

that paragraph was kinda stupid. doesn’t make it less true.

i like the way you laugh. how you toss your hair. the way you move. i have a feeling that you are just like me. lost. maybe even more so than me. a nomad. looking for a place. for someone to grow roots with. i have given up here. i can’t tell you how long its been since someone held me. just hold me and don’t let go.

@9 months ago