I wanna run away with someone in the middle of the night and go on adventures, and see the world, and eat at cheap truck stops, and sit on the top of our car and look at the stars, and just be somewhere other than here.
Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best, even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives, and even when it does it can be lost so easily.
and that night, I barely drove home with some music holding me together, took my clothes off and dove in my bed, hoping I fall asleep before I fall apart.
I’m scared to like anyone. Because I end up getting attached. Knowing that you may be here now but one day you will be gone. Just that single thought scares me, along with tons of “what if’s”. It’s as if I could go to sleep knowing you’re mine and wake up knowing I probably won’t hear from you ever again. I just don’t want to get so close and then end up being broken.
Y0UNGL0V3MURD3R posted a quote
December 23, 2016 11:10pm UTC
Come over. I don’t really mind whether we talk for hours, get blind drunk, or sit in silence and look up to the stars. Sometimes, the world down here just gets a bit much, and I need to lose myself in someone’s company for a little while.
Come over. I don’t really mind whether we talk for hours, get blind drunk, or sit in silence and look up to the stars. Sometimes, the world down here just gets a bit much, and I need to lose myself in someone’s company for a little while.