see the thing about my family is we bottle all of our feelings keep them close to our chests and then blow them all up then act like everything is fine but i can't do that anymore
i've been thinking about him these last few months and i can't help but think maybe it was my fault maybe i drove him away if i did i'm sorry i never meant to hurt you that way i'm sorry that i was clingy i've just never been treated that way
the smell of coffee wind rustling in your hair listening to pages turn of the book you're reading fields of flowers your best friends laughing beside you finally standing in the ocean and closing your eyes and feeling free and that's why you stay alive.
in the dream she didn't stop running in the dream she couldn't catch her breath in the dream she felt him behind her bursting out of bed she stared into the mirror unable to look away from her own eyes hoping to forget but knowing that she wouldn't sleep tonight
