its not always rainbows and butterflies..its compromise that moves us along....
I AM TIRED OF COMPROMISING.
each day you wish; you had it just a little bit easier. thankful your not stuck in the past;; or atleast your trying not to be.
everydaii is the same when im here...{home}...will it ever change?
will the tears stop;; will i learn to verbalize what i feel without wanting to set it on fire?
without her;;nothing matters;; even wen were apart for hrs;; it feels like yrs;; && im stuck here and each minute feels like those rusted blades and acid against mii sensitive skin.
&& wen shes here with me knowing tht i have to go back;; gives me the motivation to love her so much more and wen i reach tht unwanted destination of home and im here buhh invisible to the sympathy;; they can not find as i am folded into a corner; that corner is where i stay;; how i breathe and where i dnt cry.
thats where i can pretend i am not alone; that i am not living for them and no morsel of mii soul belongs to them;; thts where the light is.
that is the silent moment; and the fake smile; that is... mii internal confusion...mii need to leave.
[random words in the back off mii mind;;do they even connect?]
