spacetea

it's 3:22 am, a tuesday morning, i haven't been able to sleep since the last time you left me. every time i swear it's the last time i'll let you hurt me, but every day i'm still hoping you'll come over and leave me with a few more scars. - i've been saving my worst words for my worst intentions. but i honestly have nothing bad to say to you. i wish i could hate you. - if i've learned nothing from my time here, i've learned that you should never anchor your ships to foreign ports. you call this city home for a reason. keep your feet firmly planted, while your eyes may stray and try to betray you with far away ocean tides. beautiful s