you're constantly on my mind,
no matter how much i try to think about literally anything else,
i seem to fail horribly.
it's impossible to do anything and do it well.
i can't study,
i can't eat,
i can't sleep,
i can barely even breathe.
when everything in my mind is trying to remind me of you.
why do i do that to myself?
i know thinking of you only upsets me and yet there's nothing i can do to stop it.
then my mind is reminding me of our "what-ifs".
all of the things that i'd change,
tiny details that i'd fix,
small things that nobody would ever notice got changed.
the minor things that i'd do to change the events of us.
maybe then things would be different.
maybe you'd feel the same way about me and i wouldn't be stuck here thinking about you when i know you're not doing the same.
maybe then we'd be together and the what if's would go away.
YOU ARE READING
Behind My Eyes.
Poetrycome pick my mind and stay awhile, make yourself comfortable. it's awfully lonely in here. - inside this book, you'll find five distinct parts: simply me, which tells you almost everything you need to know about me. you, which tells you...
