"I’ll meet you in your head,
tonight when you’re in bed.
(I know you’re thinking of me)
You’re everything that I hoped for,
and I’m all the shit that you go for…”
This is why it hurts the way it hurts.
You have too many words in your head. There are too many ways to describe the way you feel. You will never have the luxury of a dull ache.
You must suffer through the intricacy of feeling too much.
a series of
and large defeats
and I am as
as any other
I have gotten
from there to