Today was a day where I gave in and said that life just sucks and there's few good times and more often than not I believe that.
I'm indifferent whether that is good or bad.

I wish that I never make you mad, hurt, sad... again. The reality is that I will and probably a lot.
It's hard being two different people. Two separate needs, ideas, cares...
I wish you never wanted space and it was just naturally taken.
I wish today didn't happen more then anything and the shittiest part is that it will NEVER erase.

and now i'm stuck here in the quiet with my mistakes shortcomings.
and in the midst of this I feel like my shortcomings are a lot.

I'd like to think that I have myself put together quite well but that's just a lie. I'm just as messed up as anyone else and most of the time feel more..

trying to sleep when you can't is worse then just getting up and facing the quietness of the night...anticipating a better day to come.