Let your shortcomings and flaws fuel you. Let them push you further than you ever thought you could go. When you stop striving for perfection, you might as well be dead.
Lay down next to me, don’t listen when I scream.
Bury your doubts and fall asleep-
Find out I was just a bad dream.
Let the bed sheet soak up my tears and watch the only way out disappear.
Don’t tell me why.
Kiss me goodbye..
No matter how careful you are, there’s going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn’t experience it all. There’s that fallen heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should’ve been paying attention.
Well, get used to that feeling. That’s how your whole life will feel some day.