I Only Love You When You’re Far Away
It’s not fair to you. You’re only the right person when you’re not around.
It’s not fair to you. You’re only the right person when you’re not around.
When other people demand to know what’s wrong with you, you mumble replies that are half-truths even if you don’t want to answer. Because, somehow, you think you owe them an explanation. You feel like you have to justify yourself.
Even when you are drowning in disappointment in yourself—even when you have not lived the life you deem exciting or adequately adventurous, you have still lived something. It is impossible to have learned nothing. It is impossible to be nothing.