The feeling of waking up on the right side of the bed. Notions of love and happiness don't leave my head. They fill me up; Half-full not half-empty but, where to share this non-drug induced ambiance? I tried to make you see every part of me. All the pressure of not being anything that you want me to be. I'm sorry if I did something but I didn't do anything. Biting my bottom lip, holding my breath. Keeping myself from breaking a lung. As desperate as you are, you never get very far. We'll always share this non-love induced ambiance. Had one wish that day. Hoped I wouldn't say. I said it all knowingly anyways. You stuck on to me like I wouldn't see. You didn't think I had the guts it'd take. I cut my loose ends and made all amends there's no reason I should've felt this way. I don't understand how you comprehend. Our brains can't be wired so differently.