You can cut and cut and cut but you can't get rid of it.
and you don't really want to.
i want to say i miss you,
and i want you to be mine.
i want a lot of things.
but i never get what i want.
I'm coming to terms with the fact we are never meant to be.
and I'm trying to be okay with it.
I understand now that we are not alone.
that our love isn't enough.
and you can love someone in every waking moment,
with every cell in your body,
and not end up together.
i am okay with that.
well, I'm not okay with it,
but i can accept that
understand that
what I'm struggling with is what I'm supposed to do now
how I'm supposed to breathe now
i have no idea what to do with all the love.
the love thats been earmarked for you.
and only you.
It's not recyclable.
reusable.
it's wasted love frozen in time
a waste
i have no idea what to do with all the love.
