seems like jc is the period for everyone to really live life. what the hell am i doing? whenever i'm free from the greatest commitment, there's always something that needs to be revised, new notes to print, planners to organize. i want to bake, go to the zoo, read the books collecting dust on my shelf, top up my indie-folk playlist, catch up on naps, eat buffets without a care in the world, stalk larry conspiracy theories and above all, go out with you. i miss you and the times we made an effort for each other, when we hid our flaws as a compromise. i miss the days when we hug as we part, that was always always always my favourite part - there was no other place where i felt so safe in. i miss that so much to the point that i almost regret telling you what i did that fateful day. because from then on, from that very moment i pushed you away, so many others seem so charmed by you. i watched the smile fall from your face as you turn away from her towards me. like i am a mere obligation, like i'm no longer interesting to you anymore. did i throw away the biggest opportunity of my life?
ask me to sing for you, any day, i will. where is our young love.
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