I wanted to remember the weight of your hand.
That warmth that spread over my face when I held you.
I always pictured you red-faced and flustered whenever I was around.
Was it really one sided?
I'm so sorry
I just, wish you knew what I was feeling.
You know?
I wish I knew what you felt.
But it would just be the truest and most heartbreaking thing I would ever hear
You don't love me
You never will
And I can't except that because I'm so stupid.
I'm stupid
I'm just so worthless at times I hate myself.
I just hate it
All I wanted was the weight of your hand in mine
Now I'm just a monophobic
This stuff I make doesn't even rhythm or make sense but it's what comes out of my head at night and what I'm feeling so I'm sorry but what're you gonna do? Idk
