The moment I start to feel under appreciated I distance myself. I don’t care to be anything to anyone who doesn’t crave me. I don’t want to be anywhere that I’m not missed every time my presence is missing…
When something bothered me, I didn’t talk with anyone about it. I thought it over all by myself, came to a conclusion, and took action alone. Not that I really felt lonely. I thought that’s just the way things are. Human beings, in the final analysis, have to survive on their own.
You’ll need coffee shops and sunsets and road trips. Airplanes and passports and new songs and old songs, but people more than anything else. You will need other people and you will need to be that other person to someone else, a living breathing screaming invitation to believe better things.
i do not want to have you
to fill the empty parts of me
i want to be full on my own
i want to be so complete
i could light a city
i want to have you
cause the two of us combined
could set it on fire
It never leaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Every day it’s a different version of itself. Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon understands what it means to be human.