(haven't done this in a long time so please pardon me, should any stray, lost birds fly this way by accident)
this is the last time.
that i will say these words
i remember the first time
-
are we bein selfish by wishin things the way we want them to be such that
if everyth worked out the way we wanted
and the people we wanted to stay with us stayed,
they would be deprived of the happier larks they are right now?
to tug at someones arm (many peoples arms then) and say 'im sorry i now kno how i've screwed it up' and 'pretty please stay and remember the way things were..
should end.
i guess we could all try to find our own happiness then.
till another time -
i used to think you could be my Unsuperficial
till secrets ate it all up and all that was left was the acrid taste of what insanely feels like betrayal (bcos it shouldnt be so) compounded in marshmellows..if only you knew but does it matter if it wasnt sustainable from the very first bite
i should learn to stop wearing my heart on my sleeve,
but then i would be trying to read myself like how im trying to read all of them (/us)
nothing lasts,
stop the naivety if i could.
