we float.

old.

you’re all i see, i see no one else, no one compares to you, at least not now. i told myself i was over you today, i lied. i’m not. i can’t. right now, i am at that point when the only thing i want other than being yours is to get over you but i’m unsuccessful no matter how hard i try. i’m consumed in a way i never thought was going to be possible, every breath, every sigh, every blink of an eye, every gulp, every knot in my throat, all of me is consumed by you, “the day after you stole my heart everything i touched told me it would be better shared with you..” my body hurts along with the mass of blood inside my chest and i have no way of relieving that pain and have no idea how long it’ll take for it to stop hurting. it seems like time is moving at a snail pace, every second seems like an hour and every day seems like a year. i feel i’ve aged in these past months, i can’t eat, i can’t sleep, i catch myself painfully sighing every minute and over what? nothing, because to you, obviously, there was nothing. and i know you’re probably sick and tired of reading my shit and me writing all this crap on here but i do promise this is the last one. you broke my stupid little heart, maybe not purposely, but you did. i know you never meant to hurt my feelings and you never did, your heart just decided to go somewhere else and i understand that, but not mine, mine is yours and doesn’t want to be anywhere else. i love you and it’s now starting to scare me how i can’t get you out of my head and out of my heart.. unfortunately for you, i’m weak when it comes to love and emotions..