now that im losing hope and theres nothing else to show.

and i don't want to feel this way anymore. im tired of being pulled through your story and being ignored through mine. i want this to be more than the satisfaction of having someone to hold, but the every word you speak of. your gestures make my stomach wonder into a place its been so long ago. where everyone hopes to be someday. i got this chance a few too many times, but was let down by lies and unfortunate events. you make my head spin and take different directions in life, i hide the way i feel, hoping you'll want to discover it and take a chance too. ill put my heart at risk one last time, pushing it further than ive ever had to before. being torn and teared apart, i never believed it'd actually be worth it. always having some sort of doubt and insecurity held me back from jumping to conclusions. maybe this time will be third time lucky, im crazy for going after you, but you stand out, and i mean REALLY stand out. im a mess, pick up my pieces and show me you aren't like all the rest.