Day 2- āYearnā
Today I was planning to write about something else Something else besides you But now that Iām try to think of something Iāve come to realization That youāre all I think about People are getting tired of how much I talk about you Yet Iām never tired of you Everyday you seem to create a way To make me long for you even more And whenever I think up of something bad about you You seem to counteract it Every Damn Time All I fucking want is to stop thinking about you Every god damned minute To stop loving you Wanting you Craving you Or For you to love me
Iām a fucking mess











