My past self would've hated who I am today And I still feel that hatred in the parts of him that stayed

Love starts as a feeling,But to continue is a choice;And I find myself choosing youMore and more every day.

Like two stars in the depths of the skyThis gravity is just irresistibleWe spin around each other, you and IWhen I fell for you, I fell into your orbit.

What a cruel irony it is, that we get to choose our thoughts but not our feelings.

Sometimes it feels like even ifEvery inch of my skin was touching yoursI still wouldn’t be close enough to you.

Pressure knocks at my doorA clock ticks and demands its dueThe lava burns from the floorBut not in a game like it used to.So little time to figure it all outSo many distractions to prevent successI’m in a dark forest with no path or routeBut this internal fire knows no rest.

I don’t want safety or guarantees—I want a life worth living.I want to jump off a skyscraperAnd fashion a parachute on the way downOut of my fears and trepidationsBecause sometimes survivalIsn’t the most important thingAnd survivingIsn’t the same as living.

What is it about growing olderThat bites venomously Into the neck of hope?

Under a night’s skyFilled with a hundred billion starsIs it so crazy to believeOur paths were destined to cross?