Been walking by myself for quite a while now.
I truly enjoy my own company. I mean it.
It's not like I feel incomplete or missing anything. I'm pretty alright as a self-sufficient being.
I know, I know... I'm pretty individualistic - but that's how life taught me to be.
But you know...
Sometimes I feel kinda lost. This "no direction" thing hits hard.
It's not like I need something. Or someone.
It's a bit more than that. I need no thing, and I know it. The crash comes when I think about it and I feel I WANT someone.
Not to be there for me, as a trophy in my shelf. But just for the sake of sharing something else than a beer, a picture, a small shitty-talk, or a pizza.
I'm not even sure...
I might want someone to get to know myself a bit more and maybe, only maybe, discover that I'm actually able to love someone for the first time ever.
I'm not sure.
I truly enjoy my own company. I mean it.
It's not like I feel incomplete or missing anything. I'm pretty alright as a self-sufficient being.
I know, I know... I'm pretty individualistic - but that's how life taught me to be.
But you know...
Sometimes I feel kinda lost. This "no direction" thing hits hard.
It's not like I need something. Or someone.
It's a bit more than that. I need no thing, and I know it. The crash comes when I think about it and I feel I WANT someone.
Not to be there for me, as a trophy in my shelf. But just for the sake of sharing something else than a beer, a picture, a small shitty-talk, or a pizza.
I'm not even sure...
I might want someone to get to know myself a bit more and maybe, only maybe, discover that I'm actually able to love someone for the first time ever.
I'm not sure.
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