twenty-nine palms

i know right now i'm hard to remember, but i'm impossible to forget. for the most part, i've been sleeping my whole life. so you see, i don't know a lot about everything. but i do know a lot about the part of everything that i know: us. and fuck... i failed. i failed, i failed, i failed, i failed, i failed, i failed, i failed, i failed, i failed. but sadness is so much easier only because it's surrender. and i have the courage to stick around and make you wonder why i'm still sticking around, smiling. you and i were complete opposites, and it worked. something happened to us that was not part of the plan: we fell in love. but we're one of a kind. so when you're ready, i will be more than willing to meet you and watch the sunrise.

but know that it only makes me happy to know you're alright simply because it's better than knowing you're doing poorly. i know you promised that you wouldn't give up, and i know you mean it. no matter what lyrics you sing, what books you read or what words you write, i will always know what you're thinking. so what if right now everything's wrong? you fight for what is true.

i'm not going to wake up and tell you that i don't love you.

i miss your lips, and everything attached to them.

i'm not really hungry, anymore.

nothing is hiding now.