Think I'm going home. Think I'm getting lost for a while. Tired of getting stoned and thinking about you in the night.

So I file away all my dreams though I still believe in everything. 

I wished your love away.

Honestly, over you. One lie short of true. Looking for some hope.

When we laughed again the other day, after weeks not talking, I felt that little sparkle that used to appear when we used to laugh. That sparkle. Yes. The thing that I didn't realize I loved so much before I lost it. But apparently, I didn't lose it. We didn't lose it. Some unfinished business might still be a reason for our distance, but time didn't erase that sparkle. It made me smile. It made me cry. I miss that sparkle. So much. But I'm tired of thinking about it constantly every night. Thinking about how sorry I am. About what happened. And I still don't get it. As much as I miss that sparkle, I can't handle the hurt anymore. Enough is enough. Looking for some closure. But I never found it even with you. And because of that, I'm trying to find my own closure. Finish the unfinished. So,

I wished your love away.