"The times I found myself the loneliest is when I was sitting right next to someone." - Brooklyn Carter
He asks, "why do you take me on this emotional rollercoaster?" and the only thing I can think of is "shit, you forced me on so why should I ride by myself?" Its the little things that matter that get over looked the most that always receive the largest amount of attention. If that made any sense. If you understand it, than more than likely its your little things that get over looked.
The headaches, the spinning room, the delusion, the nausea... Of love. But its not supposed to make me sick, so why am I sick of it? You loose yourself in the one you love only to find that that person was never really there. You only take up a small part of their world, their heart, their mind. But yet you take up all of their bullshit, their lies, their inconsiderateness. Damn, love is starting to sound like the fat kid being bullied.
I need to stop this ride to nowhere. Or at least re-evaluate my passenger, make sure this person is worth sitting next to and riding with, if they are gonna actually be there. Otherwise they just taking up space on my ride.
And if thats the case, I might as well ride by my damn self.
