lackluster

i wanted to tell him that its okay to be sad sometimes. i wanted to tell him to turn off the loud music and feel something for once. i wanted to tell him to drink, but not too much. to eat, but not too much. i wanted to tell him to trust people. i wanted to tell him that he could do better than what he's done. and better than me. but im sure he wouldnt agree and instead i said nothing. im sorry.

and for the other one, turn off the sad music. dance a little by yourself. be happy for once.. dont hate everything you touch. dont count on me to be there for you.. dont count on me ever again. and i miss you. and i always will. buy records and have coffee and make your friends a pizza. smoke when it's cold and invent a new drink. drive up the 60 and meet a girl with blue eyes and free time. i'll see you when you get over me.

and for others still... don't be affraid to take what you want, if you want it. dont be affraid to kiss her or grab her or see her again. dont be affraid to cry in front of her. and make her feel special. make her feel wanted make her belong because you know what she wants. play her a song and finish it this time. take her to a theater and fuck her in the back row.

then take her home and fuck her again.
and i miss you more than i should.
i hope you feel the same.