Such a wave of difference,
Over my skin and through my hair,
This feeling is a hindrance,
Our bodies weren't built to fare.
Sometimes I wish I wasn't here.
Breaking down,
Smearing my tears,
Hoping I'd be found.
On the ground. Lost and fearing.
But life isn't as lucky,
As the movies make it out to be.
My thoughts are mucky,
There isn't much I see.
Everything we do has consequence,
We love knowing we'll lose.
It doesn't really make sense,
Why should we have to choose?
Somedays I feel like Levi,
Having lost my Isabel.
Why must everybody leave,
I can never tell.
Why do my feelings have such power over me,
When it's never meant to be.