i suppose even the things i want the most from this life, won't ever come to me. it's like happiness is one, big tease. a taste, and it's gone. one big fucking tease. happiness. to be let down each and every time. terrifying hope. pick us up off the floor? i tried. i tried. and i'm trying. i'm stuck down here under the current. i can feel it pulling me in and under. it's got a hold of me. you know down there, it's dark. and life is useless. i'm convinced i have no meaning. whether i do something meaningful or not.. it means nothing in reality. because in due time, i will be nothing to this world, and to the people on it.
so push me, pull me, throw me around.
none of this matters to anyone or anything.
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you matter to me.
ill protect you from afar
ill never stop loving you
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