Brain Captures

I think of you.

I think of you when I hear a song you mentioned—
I think of you when I see something you might like—
I think of you so much it hurts.

I guess this is what they mean when they say love hurts.

I think of you all the time.
I think of you when I should be working—
I think of you when I need to be sleeping—
I think of you when you’re next to me—
But especially when you’re not.

I think of you when you don’t talk to me—
Hell, I think of you when you do.

Sometimes I dream about all of the things we could ever do together,
Sometimes I dream about the days when you aren’t there—
Those hurt the most.

Sometimes you hurt me.
I know you don’t mean to—
But hurting yourself hurts me—
Almost in a way I can’t explain.

When you say you can’t stand yourself it hurts me—
Because I couldn’t stand to be without you.
And trust me,
I’ve tried.

Sometimes I want to talk with you all night—
Without once having to met your eyes.
Sometimes I want to just lie with you—
And be content in each others presence in that way we often do.

I love being the reason you can make it through a shitty day—
But I don’t think I could bear the day where it’s not enough to change your mind.