not to dictate your life but drop your shitty friends
you made me feel like a star in the sky, and to you it was the only one that was bright enough to see from the earth
gray matter
walk away with eternal serenity and peace of mind.
the basic fundamental human paragon. im sorry for my immaturity and the level of ignorance you suffered with me, but I make no apologies for how I chose to mend what you broke.
it was a way of living with you, it was just the feeling that came upon me in your presence. it was inevitable that I cared for you, just not the way you wanted.
I appreciate you and I appreciate all my days with you, they were the best. everything you did was charming and I was infatuated by you. Thank you, for making “beautiful” my name. thank you for making my insecurities, glass, crystal clear, see through. they slowly disintegrated everyday with you around.
“Im in it for the experience” the dancing-in the-rain-in-the-middle-of-an-empty-parking-lot impulsive decision. Or even the intensive, pedagogic lesson on car engines that I couldn’t give a shit about, yet sat there and bobbed my head because I knew you’d do it for me, because I knew you spent good money to nod your head at the chick flicks I made you watch. I had a weird liking to long car rides, and you just made sure to fill up your tank. thank you.
I appreciate you. but again appreciation isn’t in the play you had already written out the day you met me. to me it was just a monologue which was selfish of me, that’s just one of the things I need to fix about myself.
with no serenity or peace of mind, I casually lost a friendship. life cycle right? win some, lose some.
maybe one day I’ll learn to love the way you loved me.*
*sorry B stole your line again.
3:48 am.
“what brought you here?”, “heartbreak” she said “a whole lot or heartbreak .. and I could smell the tequila from down the hall”
Black. Lives. Matter.