it’s been a long time since I’ve thought about you like this.
it’s weird…almost unreal.
Things are different now but still.
Do you ever wonder?
Maybe if went back and tried
you could love me again.
But this is reality, not a fairytale
and you’re with him.
Besides, I don’t think I was ever
the girl you wanted by your side.
I’m jealous of what you have.
of what you possess in your hands.
the feelings.
I used to have that, but things turned
wrong. I thought I had
found it again, but again I was wrong.
So I sit here and watch
as the envy courses through my
veins and you don’t even care
about the gift you were blessed with.
Things have changed since I last wrote
something like this.
Everything is seen in a different view.
These thoughts in my head were never here before
but now I can’t seem to get them to leave.
I crave it all the time. The rush. The burn. The pain.
It’s not longer a want, it’s a need.
The need to feel the cold against my skin.
The need to have everyone understand.
But obviously they won’t
so it seems these thoughts were only
meant for my head.
- yolo: you're only liked online
