I’m in love with anything that cannot love me back.
I want to write something… but, every time the song changes, so do my feelings. I wonder if that happens to everyone. Anyway, I don’t have anything I’d specifically like to share, but I’ll beat around and around until I start to embarrass myself with how much sense I do not make… I’m already feeling that way.
Maybe I won’t say anything much, after all…. I just want to ask a question. How devastating would it be to play someone a song and watch them think about someone else while you’re dying for them to only think of you? Just that question is starting a fire that burns for someone else… its always someone else.
Do you want to know a secret? My head wrote this because my heart wants to spill it all. I have too much self control, but, with every word I say, I feel like I’m already moving further away.
Long story short: It would be a lot easier if the things I wanted were the things that were meant for me.
