maybe i don't get me. maybe i don't get loyal, ride or die. maybe i don't get as long as you're happy. maybe i don't get passionate and particular. maybe i just don't get what i feel like i need. maybe it's not going to be me first. maybe i'll be back burner, pre-occupied after thought. maybe i'm not loved uncontionally. maybe it's not easy. maybe it's really hard. maybe it doesn't all feel like it's worth it and i have to brave face it for the rest of my life. maybe the lump in my throat and tightness in my chest never abandon me. maybe my fears are a premonition and eternal sadness is promised. maybe. but god please. maybe not.
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