I stopped telling myself that I’m lost.
I’m on a road with no destination, I’m just driving with hope that I’ll find a place that I like and I’ll stay there.
I’m not lost, I’m on my way.
"Sometimes you have to give up on people. Not because you don’t care, but because they don’t."
"I looked up at you and realized you were the most out of reach thing ive ever wanted. Now you’re slipping away just like water slips through my fingers in the shower no matter how hard I try to keep it there. For a little bit I had a small puddle in my hands. Maybe if I would’ve squeezed my fingers together tighter you wouldn’t have seeped through."