vent.

There's so much love for you right here that you don't even know

So many words that I couldn't find in the same sentence As explored my painful memories

Ironic that here and for you could hold hands and sing that there's so much love for me

Amazing to say the least

Because the most love I could ever have was always reaching out to me

As I brooded

Plotting on who is swindle with my talents and qualities in exchange for affection

I almost feel dumb for how much God has looked over me while I simply looked over my shoulder

On who had more people repost them on their birthday and on who had more instagram tags

I'd forget how the sky would always pose for an evening picture in her golden dress before the night would take her out

And how the sky would smile at me at midday

How the birds and crickets would sing