Someone’s probably in love with you right now, even though you think you’re boring and stupid and smell bad most of the time, someone probably saw you last week and wiped their sweaty hands on the insides of their pockets and thought about how small your body gets under your clothing and about how you would look asleep in their bed
But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
Sunday morning, rain is falling and I’m calling out to you
Singing, “Someday it’ll bring me back to you.”
Find a way to bring myself back home to you
on days like today when the bank account is lower than you’re comfortable with, and you keep forgetting to return that stupid fucking movie you never wanted to fucking rent in the first place, and the house is a mess because you have two midterms and a project due this same week and you don’t have time to clean or do laundry or take care of anything (including yourself) because you are too busy making flash cards and crying, and you are continually trying to convince your father and your youngest sister that if he divorces your mother everyone will be happier, but you can’t focus on any of that because your sister is mad at you for something that makes you mad at both your mother and your best friend, on those kind of days, you just need to remind yourself to breathe, and take a long walk, and realize that all will be fine with enough time and patience.