i can't fix this.
i don't even want to fix this.
i just want it fixed.

i want love.
i want to be cherished.
i want to be planned, thought out, thought about, prepared for and made provision for.

selfish isnt love
rude isnt love
carrying on like theres no one else isnt love

does it matter.
well, yes. to me it does.
but to get thru we just make it not matter.
because someday wont be like this.

someday i will matter.
someday i will be first.
someday i will be loved, thought of, and planned for.

someday someone will say - here. this is all for you. i thought of it and planned it and made it just for you. acutally i did this all before you were born. i actually did it all before the world even came to be.
i did this all for you. just because. on purpose.