Waiting on the world to change
I don’t, and never will quite understand how someone who is perfect and could get anything they wanted is actually dying on the inside. Someone that has a smile that could power a whole city with electricity is actually a fuse burning low, almost out of flare. I want to find this someone who thinks this about me. As if I could be someone’s spark in the dark and the reason their smile can power those streets we would walk at night. I would be their sunshine through the clouds while we lie on the grass talking small talk. And maybe. Just maybe. I wouldn’t be day dreaming this time.
So there’s this kid.. And every time I see him I’m like in love I swear to god if I never get to date him my life is a waste of time.