I'm Trying To Be Nice, But Everyone's Annoying Me.

The problem was that I wanted to live so fucking badly.
But I didn’t feel worth it.
That I wasn’t doing anything to be worthy of this life.

maybe if I yell
“I MISS YOU I MISS YOU I MISS YOU”
you’ll hear it wherever you are
whether it’s in the small space of your bedroom walls
or in the back of your pickup truck
with your hands trailing up
another girls shirt
you’ll stop whatever it is you’re doing
as your heart will beat
painfully in your chest
because now you’re suddenly tasting
my kiss on those lips
or smelling my scent on your pillow case
that you’ll think maybe maybe maybe you miss me too

maybe if I yell
“IT STILL HURTS IT STILL HURTS IT STILL HURTS”
you’ll hear it when your crossing the street
and your knees will fucking buckle
and your step will falter because
you thought of me again
but this time it felt real
like i was right there with you
all over again
and you’ll think maybe maybe maybe it still hurts you too

maybe if I yell
“I STILL LOVE YOU I STILL LOVE YOU I STILL LOVE YOU”
your heart will race when you’re at work
and the world will suddenly become
crowded around you
that you have no choice but to remember
my voice and my laugh
and you’ll think maybe maybe maybe
you still love me too

Before you can be chosen, you need to choose yourself first.