I want to experience the words scribbled down on the page and I want to live it’s beauty.
I know it’s unrealistic and that’s what’s heartbreaking, because I see it everyday and I cant help but compare
But true heart break is holding you in my arms while you’re crying, and I can do nothing, I can’t even comfort
because I’m not the person you want.
And I think back again and again about how those characters have it all.
And I can’t even have the one thing I truly want.
I know it will never be me.
They get to hold hands with her and I can’t, I want to fix her, what she thinks is shattered but I’m unable. I don’t fit in her narrative.
What’s it like to be the one? I’m convinced I wasn’t meant to know.
I want to be your everything.
You are my everything
Even if it’s temporary I’ll savor it while I can.
You have your one.
You’re the character I admire, flawless and perfect and even more beautiful because you’re real.