JazzMdip

Right now
there are people all over the world who are just like you.
They’re lonely.
They’re missing somebody.
They’re in love with someone they probably shouldn’t be in love with.
They have secrets you wouldn’t believe.
They wish and they dream and they hope,
and they look out the window whenever they’re in the car
or on a bus or a train and they watch the people on the streets
and wonder what they’ve been through.
They wonder if there are people out there like them.
They’re like you, and you could tell them everything
and they would understand.

And right now, they’re sitting here reading these words,
and I’m writing this for you so you don’t feel alone anymore.

When someone tells me
that they like me.
My first response is to deny it.
I don’t see why they’d like me in the first place because
I’m not the best person out there.
There are far much better looking,
someone who’ll get them,
and someone who can make them happy,
out in the world, but they chose me.
I don’t get it and I just can’t grasp that very idea
because I’ll feel as if they’re joking around
and I’ll be the one getting hurt.
 

People always tell me
'Don't get attached'
Too late.
I never listen.
And my heart hates me for it.
For thinking, “Maybe it’ll work out this time.”
because usually it doesn’t.
But I put it all on the line anyways.
Because I’m a sucker for love.
And it gets the best of me.
I’m sick of getting hurt, but I always set myself up for it.
In the end it’s no ones fault but mine.

Did you know that,
spongebobs grandmother is a dried up sponge?
who else thought she was a chocolate chip cookie?