The Thought

It’s 11:11 and I thought of you.   I remember like it was yesterday, your body against mine.  They say who we should love and who we should take to bed, but why can’t we make choices on happiness instead of control ?  let’s not put a label on this or what we are.

If  I show you who I really am, would you still be there?  I hide in the darkness of anxiety and insecurities.  I’d rather achieve a dream far out than live a lie of who I’m not.

It’s 11:11 and I thought of you.   I remember like it was yesterday, your body against mine.  They say who we should love and who we should take to bed, but why can’t we make choices on happiness instead of control ?  let’s not put a label on this or what we are.

You said you know the feeling is mutual, how can you tell ?   I question everything because it always ends up going wrong.   If I show everything that makes me bad, would you still be there. the darkness consumes me and takes over.

 

 

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