Away From It All
The spark of excitement when you’re in my sight;
The need to talk to, please you, if I might;
The disappointment and sadness as you walk away,
are feelings that do nothing to me but betray.
I hate you.
I hate you because I need you,
And that goes against everything I wanted to be,
Everything I was, the world I thought I could see.
I’m not supposed to need anyone else around,
But watching you from the clouds makes me realize how I crave knowing what it’s like to be on the ground.
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