I don’t feel guilty while I nod as you tell me you want to marry me and have a daughter with a nose exactly like mine. I hate my nose and I never plan to get married but I don’t tell you that, because I am busy thinking of him and how I deserved to hear all this piece of crap from him.
I am not sure when you began talking because I was too busy trying to find my lighter so I could continue ignoring you.
I will be the only thought in your mind
When you hear the love song she dedicated to you
My warmth will be the only solace you crave
When you are lying cold in the bed beside her.
You’re not the only one who doesn’t know what to do next and you’re not the only one who knows and still doesn’t do it. I do too, we all do.
Find a dandelion and blow everything you don’t want around you anymore and pretend that it’s all those things. Watch them fly away into the sky, getting away from you, somewhere far, far away. To a place where they can never come back from.