It's April 2025, My head feels so heavy with thoughts, with pain, with silence. I just want to rest it in your lap and forget the world for a while. But every time you push me away, it breaks me in ways words can't heal. Still, no matter how much it hurts, I can't stop caring for you, just remember this-everything I deserve from you, all the love and care you're withholding right now, it's not forgotten. It's waiting. And one day, when you're truly mine, I'll take it all back every bit of it.
It's April, 2025, My head feels so heavy with thoushts, with pain with silence. I just want to rest it in you lap and forget the world for a while. But every time you push me away, it breaks me in ways words can't heal. Still, no matter how mych it hurts, it can't stop caring for you just remember this-everything i desefe form you, all the love and care you're withholdeing now, it¿s not forgotten ite's waing. And one day when your's truly mine, I¿ll take it all back every bit of it.