1. you make me feel warm and happy
and heavy inside.
2. i think you're perfectly empty and immaculate.
i think that i think too much of you but rather than acknowledge the issue, i live in my dreams and swim in my sleep through clouds of idealistic fantasy, plastic romances, like garbage islands in the middle of the sea.
3. your love is choking me and not in the fun way.
4. you make me a little sick.
5. i put too much of myself in you,
i want it back.
6. the hoodie i left probably sits in your closet to this day. everyday, i hope that you use it as an excuse to hit me up because we both know that i really want you to hit me up and it's sad, really, a pathetic excuse but:
7. memories cling to my throat and i can never find the right words to tell you how i feel. it all ends up a regurgitated jumble of nonsense and i know you don't believe me when i say i love you, but really i do.
8. i know you don't believe me when i say i'd carry the whole world on my shoulders just to see you
warm and happy, but i mean it. i really would.
and i know you're no good for me
but you're so fucking good to me
and it sucks the way it ended,
i wish things could've ended differently.
9. i wish it didn't end at all.
10. i'm so tired of wondering if you still love me.
