Too tired to eat. Too hungry to sleep.

I feel like I skipped the steps that are supposed to be awkward and went straight for the ones that are set for heartbreak.

I afraid of forever being disappointed because I always allow the exception.
I'm afraid that I've started too high and have left myself no where to build to.


And I can never find the courage to say the things I want to say. So as the moments to talk present themselves, I let them go in silence.

I just wish for security.




Watching you drive away today...I felt like I was being discarded.