i have nothing to say anymore.
“aliza, i’m in love with you”
“oh you poor, poor boy”
i can see you falling away from the man i know.
despite how hard i’ve wished and prayed you weren’t the one. you are. and i know i can never love you how you want me to.
i am too full of life for this town. far too ambitious and far too wise. my dreams can’t materialize here.
just because you are not mine, doesn’t mean i can’t wish you were.
though i am surrounded by hundreds of people each day, i feel so completely isolated from the outside world. someone bigger must’ve put me in a jar in failing effort to save me.
may is here and i swear yesterday was only january 7th.