I want someone to fall in love with my laugh and how sometimes I smile so big that my eyes almost close. I want some to fall in love with the smirk I give before a big smile. I want someone to fall in love with the days I wear glasses and t shirts and sweatpants. I want someone to fall in love with how I can’t always think straight and words escape me. I want someone to fall in love with how insecure I can be and see it as opening up to them. I want someone to fall in love with all the small things. I want someone to fall in love with everything that is me.
I want someone who will fall in love with my laugh.
Maybe I sleep so much because there are more parts of me than not that are wishing I won’t wake up.
I don’t believe in God or fate or anything like that, but I do like to think that maybe someday we’ll meet again when we’re right for each other.
Someone save me from my mind. It doesn’t work the way it used to. It threatens to eat away the life I have left.
What do you do when you feel like everything is fucking breaking? When you thought you glued all your cracks shut, but there is just too much water? When you start leaking from where the glue didn’t hold? When the pressure eventually becomes too much for all the cracks, and you just shatter?