Its so heavy. My reality is so heavy right now. I'm weighted. Weighed down. I feel like I'll never fly. I feel like I'll never get to where you need me to be. I feel like you'll never understand that.
I've smoked all the cigarettes I had in the house. Most were broken. Some were wet. All were your brand. I don't smoke. I don't have a brand. You're my brand.
Don't roll your eyes. I'm allowed to miss you. I don't care what you have to say about it. It was real to me. It was worth waiting. I didn't do all those things all those years to make you love me. I did them because I loved you. I love you. I miss you. I can't turn it off.
God I wish I could turn it off.
I've been trying. I've been trying to replace you. If I were any good at it, though, I wouldn't be drinking alone right now, smoking your cigarettes. With your lighter.
I used to look up at the sky and imagine you, across the sea, looking up at the same sky. I know you weren't now. I know you're not. You're fast asleep. Probably in someone else's arms. Am i really that easy to get over?
A million, billion stars. I'm the only one looking up.
So back to this person. This replacement. She's not a replacement. That is, she can't ever really be. Too many bad habits that we don't share in common. Except for one: living in the past. Of all the things we share in common I wish we didn't share that. I see her doing things I've been doing for a year now. Its been several years for her. How can I be with someone that makes me think of you? Besides, it wouldn't be fair. Not to her. Not to me.
And not to you. A good part of it is to get back at you. Its someone you don't like. But...that's a long list, aint it?
I'm sorry. That was me being an asshole. But really, you have to do something about your hatred for other women. That can't be healthy.
And why do I even want anyone anyway? Because you have someone? Because I want to get back at you? Because I'm horny as hell? I don't need to like someone for any of those. I've had the opportunity for something meaningless. That's not what I want.
I just...I want to kiss someone. I want to know that I'm still worth the emotional investment. Not just to you, but to anyone. And I want to know that I haven't lost the one. That I can get by. That I can recover and keep moving. That there's something after this.
Shut up. Don't say anything. Just sit there. Drink this. Smoke this. Just...be here. Listen to this song.
See? Its about us.
I'd really like to kiss someone. Fuck, I'll settle for someone resting their head on my chest. You've ruined me.
Its such a relief to know you'll never read this.
I've smoked all the cigarettes I had in the house. Most were broken. Some were wet. All were your brand. I don't smoke. I don't have a brand. You're my brand.
Don't roll your eyes. I'm allowed to miss you. I don't care what you have to say about it. It was real to me. It was worth waiting. I didn't do all those things all those years to make you love me. I did them because I loved you. I love you. I miss you. I can't turn it off.
God I wish I could turn it off.
I've been trying. I've been trying to replace you. If I were any good at it, though, I wouldn't be drinking alone right now, smoking your cigarettes. With your lighter.
I used to look up at the sky and imagine you, across the sea, looking up at the same sky. I know you weren't now. I know you're not. You're fast asleep. Probably in someone else's arms. Am i really that easy to get over?
A million, billion stars. I'm the only one looking up.
So back to this person. This replacement. She's not a replacement. That is, she can't ever really be. Too many bad habits that we don't share in common. Except for one: living in the past. Of all the things we share in common I wish we didn't share that. I see her doing things I've been doing for a year now. Its been several years for her. How can I be with someone that makes me think of you? Besides, it wouldn't be fair. Not to her. Not to me.
And not to you. A good part of it is to get back at you. Its someone you don't like. But...that's a long list, aint it?
I'm sorry. That was me being an asshole. But really, you have to do something about your hatred for other women. That can't be healthy.
And why do I even want anyone anyway? Because you have someone? Because I want to get back at you? Because I'm horny as hell? I don't need to like someone for any of those. I've had the opportunity for something meaningless. That's not what I want.
I just...I want to kiss someone. I want to know that I'm still worth the emotional investment. Not just to you, but to anyone. And I want to know that I haven't lost the one. That I can get by. That I can recover and keep moving. That there's something after this.
Shut up. Don't say anything. Just sit there. Drink this. Smoke this. Just...be here. Listen to this song.
There's a shadow beneath the sea
There's a shadow between you and me
I've learned that love is scared of light
Thousand seeds from a flower
Blowing through the night
See? Its about us.
Your blackened kiss on my cheek
Your blackened kiss runs river deep
A stranded fish dear, i'm on the sand
Blue water from a pool
Up to the clouds i'll land
I'd really like to kiss someone. Fuck, I'll settle for someone resting their head on my chest. You've ruined me.
Though i am dark 'bout the whys of wanting
Though i am dark, i'm still a child
Gonna dig a coal mine, climb down deep inside
Where my shadow's got one place to go
One place to hide.
Its such a relief to know you'll never read this.
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A song popped up in my head as I read this.
Staind - Right Here
I've made a commitment,
I'm willing to bleed for you,
I needed fulfillment,
I found what I need in you...
But you always find a way to keep me right here waiting...
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