what brought you back?

what brought you back 

was it your need for affection or attention ?

spare me the explanation 

it comes with too much complication. 

i know you. 

i know you too well.

didn’t believe you then. 

don’t believe you know. 

what does that mean to you?

what does that mean to me?

i think you’re looking for it in the wrong place. 

looking for it in the wrong places.


i don’t have the attention span 

too much aggression won’t allow for my affection.

nothing’s changed. 

i just write at higher stakes. 

look at the stars.

i hope you know you don’t have to worry about losing me while you find yourself.

for you, i’ll always be here. some where between understanding and appreciating what i can not.

so much solitude lives amongst the lines of misunderstood. i know when i look into your eyes.

that you’re scared to live your life amongst those lines, and i was too…

but infinite possibilities await on the other side..

behind the scenes of the art.

just look at my eyes… you & i…..

we both write about the same stars.

said i miss you.

i said i miss you,

say it back. 

you said you loved me; 

but i didn’t say it back. 

but i felt it back. 

i just couldn’t say it back. 

i just couldn’t write it back. 

blocked me. 

got me blocked. 

got me talking to myself. 

got me writing to myself. 

got me wishing i was someone else. 

got me wishing you weren’t with someone else. 

you said you missed me,

wished you didn’t say back. 

now i gotta pretend that i don’t feel it back.