somehow, lately, it's been even more difficult to contain myself despite all the outlets i made. i want you to see it. i want you to know, and this desire won't go away, it cannot be curbed. i want to talk to you again, tell you every little thing that's on my mind and listen to you for hours. i don't care what we even talk about, i just want to feel close again. physically, emotionally, mentally close, as close as we can be, and i really, really wish you felt the same.
it's killing me, because there's no end to it, and it only seems to get stronger and stronger… what an unfair, disgusting life, where such a simple and pure wish still can't be fulfilled. i feel like a wild animal bound by an enclosure, an endless sea stuck in a glass aquarium, a prisoner of my own mind. i hate you sometimes, but i love you even when i hate you, even when i think i might never forgive you, even when i finally get a break from my own mind.
i still haven't decided if this is a curse or a blessing. if i was presented with a choice - to forget you forever, or remember you forever - i honestly don't know what i would pick. selfishly, i want you to remember me, too, because i know i will. for the rest of my pathetic existence.
it's killing me, because there's no end to it, and it only seems to get stronger and stronger… what an unfair, disgusting life, where such a simple and pure wish still can't be fulfilled. i feel like a wild animal bound by an enclosure, an endless sea stuck in a glass aquarium, a prisoner of my own mind. i hate you sometimes, but i love you even when i hate you, even when i think i might never forgive you, even when i finally get a break from my own mind.
i still haven't decided if this is a curse or a blessing. if i was presented with a choice - to forget you forever, or remember you forever - i honestly don't know what i would pick. selfishly, i want you to remember me, too, because i know i will. for the rest of my pathetic existence.
