i know i wrote that i hoped nothing would change down here.
but while i was up there i did a lot of thinking, and i missed you and could only think of the sweet things you do but as i got on the plane home i had this sick realization that you wont be like that, you wont have changed, it'll be exactly the same.
i could almost feel the depression i felt down here wash back over me as i looked out the window during the landing.
but i've now decided i don't give a shit. i am happy and young and the world is my god damn oyster.
No comments:
Post a Comment