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I miss having a goal. I miss knowing someone wanted me. I wish someone wanting me their whole life. I was gonna live in West Virginia, right next to her Ohio. It should make it hurt less that we only knew eachother on a really stupid app and not actual social media but it makes it hurt more because it makes me think I shouldn’t think about it when I want to
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Good Skepterk
Im so tempted to delete this but nahhhhhhh i like cringing at myself kinda
Good Skepterk
And also why not cringe at me later and give some lyrics I made in 2 seconds inspired by her:
West Virginia roads made it seem the promise land.
Still, with it, missed some woman’s hand.
Mist and sunshowers
feel more seen
in my seeings
of my dream.
Now with her Ohio,
West Virginia isn’t just my craze.
My craze is heard, but liked by one.
By someone? No.
The,
it seemed
and it still seemed.
The garage needed to be organized and cleaned.
The fridge was full of beer.
On the washer had sticky notes and
clean and dirty clothes.
The backdoor was left open.
It did its job, it closed.
A little gap on the metal and the wood
when you don’t shove at all.
You texted the garage fridge I left open
did its job.
I read that note.
Can we say goodbye to the front porch,
not goodbye from the front porch.
You left through the backdoor.
Good Skepterk
And us being -1 year olds also makes me cringe thinking at it