don't be a stranger

thurs. apr3 '25 

i’m breathing in and out but it’s not the minutes that add up it’s the seconds that count. i wanna fall asleep to your favorite album and dream of nothing but you, i wanna wake up and hope that you’d still be here. lightning bolts strike down in pairs and i wish i would be standing right next to you. 

mornings are for reflection and evenings are for regretting. 

i get my ideas halfway out my mouth and stutter before they can reach you. bottle my voice and leave it in the ocean. let me roll my windows down and kiss you goodbye one last time before i leave for san diego. 

i get the feeling i only hate you half as much as i pretend to.