get the fuck outa my brain unless you wanna start paying rent cuz im poor

staring up at this horrid night sky wondering if he's looking at the same moon i am. i don't know which him. i'm stuck, a one sided love i'm torn from or a love filled with saddened stone cold memories of the past. either or i'm not ready for. i feel stuck, grasping onto him but another pulling me towards them. i don't know how to feel, its a battle in my heart and mind. i wish i could escape, i wish i could just let loose.

these stars are blinding, making me not think clearly. maybe that's why i'm writing this sequel.