Life is a Song

You can't go back to how things were or how you thought they were.
All you really have is now...so you should make the best of it.
Don’t fall in love with someone who livesfour thousand miles away because everything inside of you will fracture when you realize it won’t work.

Don’t fall in love with someone who lives
four thousand miles away 
because everything inside of you will 
fracture when you realize it won’t work.

You don’t ever really let go. You don’t stop. You don’t stop hurting and you don’t stop loving. It doesn’t go away, you just keep living and eventually things get pushed into the background of your life so it’s not consuming you every day. And then one day you know you’re okay. Sort of.

You don’t ever really let go. You don’t stop. You don’t stop hurting and you don’t stop loving. It doesn’t go away, you just keep living and eventually things get pushed into the background of your life so it’s not consuming you every day. And then one day you know you’re okay. Sort of.

You are the most out of reach thing I’ve ever wanted. And now you’re slipping away just like water slips through my fingers in the shower no matter how hard I try to keep it there. For a little bit I had a small puddle in my hands. Maybe if I would’ve squeezed my fingers together tighter you wouldn’t have seeped through.

You are the most out of reach thing I’ve ever wanted. And now you’re slipping away just like water slips through my fingers in the shower no matter how hard I try to keep it there. For a little bit I had a small puddle in my hands. Maybe if I would’ve squeezed my fingers together tighter you wouldn’t have seeped through.

I think everyone has a certain part of their lives where they truly wish they could just freeze time. Whether it was three years ago, today, or still to come, whether it was just a moment, a whole day, or a whole summer. Everyone has a time in their life where they wish everything would just stop. The world would stop turning and people would stop changing. Because at that time, everything was perfect.

I think everyone has a certain part of their lives where they truly wish they could just freeze time. Whether it was three years ago, today, or still to come, whether it was just a moment, a whole day, or a whole summer. Everyone has a time in their life where they wish everything would just stop. The world would stop turning and people would stop changing. Because at that time, everything was perfect.

Distance is
one hell of a bastard. 

Distance is

one hell of a bastard. 

Everything is temporary.

Everything is temporary.

I’m still fucking rooting for us.

I’m still fucking rooting for us.

You’ve no idea how lonely I sometimes am.

You’ve no idea how lonely I sometimes am.

I wonder who will be the next person to see you naked. Who will be the person that gets to put their mouth all over you and see you cum and fall asleep next to you? Will they know that I’ve been there? Are you even able to sense such a thing? It scares me so much that your body is going to belong to someone else and before long, my fingerprints will be erased from it forever. Just the thought of it makes me feel sick.
I wonder if visiting the places we’ve been to together floods you with memories. I wonder this because it happens to me all the time. I really do hope some memories are stopping you in your tracks now and then. I don’t want to be the only one who’s getting stunned by nostalgia.
I wonder if you’ve changed and in what ways. I saw you post pictures and videos of you and your friends on Facebook the other day and it felt like betrayal. Isn’t that pathetic? It hurts me to know that you’re experiencing things without me. 
I wonder who you’re going to be without me. If you’re ever going to really change, or if you’re going to find someone who is going to fit into your life perfectly. I wonder where you’ll go to grad school, or what you’ll do in your future, or if you’ll fall in love again and forget about me. I wonder if you’ll have a period of sadness and wish to talk to me about it. I wonder if you’ll be happy in life. I wonder if you think about me and if you remember how happy we were. 
I want to stop wondering now. When will I be able to stop?

I wonder who will be the next person to see you naked. Who will be the person that gets to put their mouth all over you and see you cum and fall asleep next to you? Will they know that I’ve been there? Are you even able to sense such a thing? It scares me so much that your body is going to belong to someone else and before long, my fingerprints will be erased from it forever. Just the thought of it makes me feel sick.

I wonder if visiting the places we’ve been to together floods you with memories. I wonder this because it happens to me all the time. I really do hope some memories are stopping you in your tracks now and then. I don’t want to be the only one who’s getting stunned by nostalgia.

I wonder if you’ve changed and in what ways. I saw you post pictures and videos of you and your friends on Facebook the other day and it felt like betrayal. Isn’t that pathetic? It hurts me to know that you’re experiencing things without me. 

I wonder who you’re going to be without me. If you’re ever going to really change, or if you’re going to find someone who is going to fit into your life perfectly. I wonder where you’ll go to grad school, or what you’ll do in your future, or if you’ll fall in love again and forget about me. I wonder if you’ll have a period of sadness and wish to talk to me about it. I wonder if you’ll be happy in life. I wonder if you think about me and if you remember how happy we were. 

I want to stop wondering now. When will I be able to stop?