I told my mind to stop killing me, to stop overthinking.
No one has ever destroyed me, like my mind has.
,,When life gives you lemons make lemonade'' is what I tell myself every morning.
,,Learn to be lonely,'' they say.
Some humans accept this life. Become complacent.
That's not how I want to live.
Someone told me to never make a home out of someone who doesn't love me...
But the dark nights get cold, the mornings get lonely
And I miss the sound of your voice which I love so goddamn much.
Some days i dream of feeling that feeling again.
When i found you my heart found home.
I miss home, I miss joy and love,
I miss you...
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Brilliant!
(thanks for sharing)
as someone who suffer from overthinking and afraid to end up alone, i can totally understand you and feel what's you are going trough, trust me you will overcome it : )
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