you know what i mean.
if anyone does, it'd had to be you.
leading me through
throwing wind in my face.
you're reminding me that its not okay.
that i still haven't surfaced all of these problems
and put them below me.
you know.
i'm jealous so much it's almost casual.
not taking advantage of this
journey.
because that's all it can be is a journey.
hilled and valleyed all the same
as the road we walk down.
sometimes hand in hand,
then some times alone.
and its alone when we hear
the wind talking
the tress rustling
we have some sweet dreams.
sometimes it's just harder to climb the mountain alone.
but the mountain still stands there.
inviting us to take our chances.
i'm willing
but i still miss having someone to think about.
someone to give me hope
in my hands.
but i guess rushing forward with this would've been to easy.
i'm gaining muscles on the mountain.
from trying to contain all this weakness and
trade it in for strength.
and i'm feeding the outside.
and holding the inside.
and trying desperately
to reverse a cycle.
starving for attention.
"I love you, but I'm afraid to love you."
and I close my eyes and agreed.
because i'm afraid to love someone who doesn't love me back.
and i can't lie and say thats not the truth.

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