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That’s what really scares me.

Falling in love is easy. Having sex is easier. But bumping into someone that can spark your soul - that shit is rare.

You could fuck four, five, all the people in a god damned room and you’d only feel a connection with one. Or none at all.

And what sucks is despite the undeniable real magnetic pull between the two of you, more often than not, you don’t end up together.

I’m afraid I won’t meet anyone else I can connect with.

I’m scared it’ll be just you.

i felt your absence in everything i did
one day you were as constant as the sun
and then next you were the wind,
completely unpredictable.
and now you’re neither
because you’re not a part my world anymore

so i guess it’s true when they say
sometimes you need to burn bridges
to stop yourself from crossing them again
because every time i try to rebuild the bridge
that crumbled when you walked away
i end up completely torn apart,
frozen in what i thought we used to be.

i guess now i know that i was never your sun
no, i was just a meteor
and you were the earth
i crossed your path once
then never again.