my darling,
you are like a firefly.
always flitting just out of reach
your glow impossible to grasp.
- so why do i keep chasing
so much of myself is a secret and it makes me wonder if people would still like me if they knew all of me :(
when i get ready i ask myself “do i want to dress casey gardener gay or effy stonem gay today?”
not only do my favorite people leave me
my favorite things do too
i lose them one by one
just like i lost you
it’s your birthday
i want so badly to hold you
to suffocate you in kisses
to tell you
with me
you’re always wanted.
“i don’t think we were ever just friends.”
MOTHER’S DAY 🔥🔥🔥
not to be confused with taylor swift’s birthday, which is december 13th, 1989.
i never understood
lovesick
until you left me
now i don’t think
i’ll ever forget
“you look so mad”
“ i’m trying not to cry.”
to you, secrets are a game. to me, secrets are a treacherous weight.