(by H A N N A H;)
Sometimes I still catch myself thinking about you. Sometimes I remember the jokes we’d make and the smiles we’d exchange. Sometimes I miss when you would slowly inch your body closer to mine. (Yes, I noticed.) Sometimes I wish you would’ve held my hand and told me what you were really thinking. Sometimes I wonder if I ever cross your mind.
Sometimes I really, really miss you.
"It all began with a burst" by Kishi Bashi
you deserve to be loved unselfishly.
i will no longer put my worth in you; you aren’t meant to carry that.
i will love you without myself in mind, without any expectation.
you are so valuable to me.
Sometimes you have to sort through hurt and frustration on your own. When I do I usually can’t sleep very well. It’s weird when a situation happens that isn’t mine, but I’m still very affected by it because of how close to it I am.
I’m still here. I still matter. None of that is in question.
Sometimes I wish I had someone I could talk to all the time about every little thing; someone that I could be near so I won’t feel so alone; someone who loves me and wants the best for me. And then my heart sinks because I remember You’ve been there all along. I’ve simply forgotten.
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
All of my friends should come see how great St. Pete is and then move here and we can all live in a big community with solar panels and a garden and we can bike everywhere and it will be beautiful.
I just really miss a lot of people.