dont bother to read, just more venting and rambling.

[substylee]

-music plays though the headphones
as i take note of all my thoughts
hoping i'll write something down
i know i could never say outloud
-whenever we meet
our conversations could last for days
the unhealthy habit of styaing up till 5 am
never looked so good to me before
-its weird how i can be so tuned in
to every word being exchanged
but at the same time be so trapped in my own thoughts
and be bothered by them so much
-ive been here before
not with you.
but something about this picture
seems oddly familiar
-i've fallen here before
i still have the scars
i try to cover them with smiles
i dont always hide them well
-i dont want to be that girl
the one who isnt good enough
so she waits
possibly forever
-i dont have years of memories to offer
all i have are a few cold nights
the diner that ebay exploded on
and a few drunken kisses
-maybe thats enough for you
i cant tell at this point
all i know is what im told
and that isnt much
-am i even in the position to complain?
i just dont know
maybe you'll tell me next week
maybe i wont even see you next week
-our connection scares me
i know im setting myself up
just to get hurt
cold air and confusion will do that to you.