How about we take this to the bedroom?
I don’t want people to matter to me too much. Sometimes it hurts too much to think about them. Ones you love who don’t love you, ones who hate you, ones who you think about but never get to be with. I like people but when I get too close, it fucks me up.
It’s 7pm with your lips pressed against mine.
It’s 3am with you on my mind and not in my bed.
It’s your love story. I’m just living in it.
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.