see i'm not too strong

A pretty mountain like you ought only to be admired from afar

Couldn't find my way around you, couldn't build a tunnel through you

You were the kind of picturesque I could only afford through the pages of Nat Geo

Where touch and sight cannot coexist, where the former never was

The kind of expedition people saved a lifetime worth of dreams for

but could never fulfill.

something of my own creation

need someone to constantly throw me off


idoneous


you're more than i can believe would ever come my way



these quicksand emotions, slowly but surely im sinking, i know






i just refuse to keep you out of sight, out of mind






(im) sickening