Fortune.

118. I have 118 fortune cookie fortunes.
I have sucessfully crossed that off my list.
And still on my list is, "Fall in love without getting hurt."
I am replacing this with, "Fall in love without regrets."

Love...
Makes you.
Takes you.
Breaks you.
And leaves you with nothing to hold.

Love...
Thrills you.
Fills you.
Kills you.
And leaves you breathless.

Love...
Defaces you.
Erases you.
Replaces you.
And leaves you with nowhere to go.

Love...
is not really much like love at all.


It's not about love.
It's about compromising and prioritizing.
It's about standing firm but holding hands.
It's about counting beaches, not grains of sand.
If every little thing was a drop of water, eventually every relationship would drown.
I feel like I'm screaming when I'm not making a sound.
And these words are not wrong but they sure aren't right.
And I don't want to lose you but I don't want to fight.
And you're not just my love, you're my best friend too.
I honestly hate being so lost without you.

I'm not even lost, I'm perfectly fine.
I'm sitting here living on a heart that is MINE.
But when you walk past without even looking at me...
it's like paying $1000 for something that should be free.

I don't want you to read this.
I cannot seem to rid my lips of your kiss.

No matter how much water I am inhaling,
Not loving you is something that I'm failing.