You Are The Baggage I Can Never Seem Let Go
I’m always terrified my baggage is what will take down the plane,
The only means I have to travel somewhere new.
I’m always terrified my baggage is what will take down the plane,
The only means I have to travel somewhere new.
It’s funny, honestly. For a girl who laughs in the face of exercise and feigns death when the idea of taking a jog is mentioned, I’ve managed to do a lot of it in my life.
I hate to tell you this: Life doesn’t give us a roadmap.
I wonder if I have ever crossed your mind, if you’ve ever thought about me, ever thought about reaching out to me, and then stopped because you know better. Or have you simply forgotten I exist, blocking me from your mind completely?
The phrase “I’m an adult, I can do whatever I want” makes you want to laugh. And cry. And scream.
I do know you knew I loved you,
You told me so yourself.
But since I didn’t come around
I keep feeling like I can’t be sad that you’re gone.
Age doesn’t have to affect our relationships to a point of destruction if we don’t let it.
He knows the value of caring for yourself,
that to give to others you must first have something to give.
I have trouble not spending my energy on everyone else.
I’ll rip my own lungs out if it means it’ll help someone breathe.
It always felt too big to just call you a friend, or someone that I knew. You were in my head, in my bones, and in my heart in such a subtle way, that it never occurred to me that I loved you.
It’s funny to think about it. The guy who was uncommitted taught me a real lesson about commitment.