there is a thin line between being sassy and being an asshole and i cross it everyday
im lonely without you.
and here you are, back again. hands around my waist, lips whispering in my ear, how no one will ever compare, and its different this time.
im lonely with you.
and here i am, screaming to be seen, and im still nothing.
does anyone fucking hear my silence anymore.
my heart beats with pain. continuously pumping painful adoration through my veins.
i guess ill always love you with a deep intensity.
one that i truly fear this world is losing an understanding of.
i worry somedays i may be a part of that percentage, and then i realize this love for you altered my life in a way my mind could never forget the realization of true love i had when i fell for you that rainy week.
i was only saddened when i realized we were bound to fail because your love for me was not the same.
you were with the world.
are. you are with the world.