im in love with you and im sorry (Cullen Mury

im in love with you and im sorry (Cullen Mury - Lafayette, LA)

im in love with you

and i know that love is just a word in the void of existence

and that our oblivion is inevitable

and that were all doomed to fall into the angel of death’s arms

and that one day all our labor will return to its true form

dust

im in love with you

and i know that they will watch me drift into the sun

and i know you think im selfish

that im a liability to your existence

but know that i am not in love with the feeling of love

but rather your presence in this world

and in my arms

im in love with you

and i’m sorry

sorry that my heart rushes to find yours

and that it rapidly longs for your heart

but i know that your heart is not mended yet

and i will wait

like a bride at the altar

like a dog at the door

like a mother for her son

for your heart to be mended

and i will become a stitch

a stitch that shows you you are worthy

that your scars are what make you you

that you are beautiful

that you are wanted

that you deserve so much more than what this cruel world has given you

that you are loved by me

and i will sit

and listen

and try to understand

if it means that there is still a chance

a slim chance

that this love that i have for you

can grow into love you have for me

im in love with you and im sorry

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