Confused.

Sometimes I wish we had never met…
Sometimes my head spins, my hands shake, my heart aches, my stomach flips, my lungs cave in….
Sometimes I cry myself to sleep…
Sometimes, sometimes….
All of the time I want you.
I want you as you are….
I want you the way I wanted you in the beginning…
I want you to want me.
I want the ‘sometimes’ to stop, and our forever to start.