When you lowkey hurting inside but you gotta act like you chilling all the time.
i wish i meant more to you
कमीनी
When you lowkey hurting inside but you gotta act like you chilling all the time.
I want to be your favorite place to go when you’ve had a bad day or a good day.
I still think of you.
And I don’t know
How to turn that
Into poetry
Or how to tell you.
So I write,
In hopes this will speak
Volume.
Or something.
Should’ve known your love was a game
Now I can’t get you out of my brain
The truth is I didn’t need therapy; I just needed to feel loved and know that someone out there craved my attention.