I feel restless but also tired. My back it aches, my eyes are heavy and I can't help but look elsewhere when I should be looking life straight in the face.
I'm sick to my stomach about this year.
I don't think I can wait for you anymore.
The worst bit of wanting something so badly is waiting for it to arrive in your arms as you'd been dreaming it. If you wait for something long enough you end up holding on for even longer in the vain hope that something with fabricate out of your sheer want.
Youth is wasted on the youth - that's probably right.
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