Some Nights

some nights
when it's late
and i'm half asleep
music blasting through my headphones
something loud and angry or soft and sad
acoustic makes all the difference
i'm sad
i'm horrible
i'm confused
some nights
i wish a hundred times for everything to be okay
i wish a thousand times to fix everything, and for nothing to break again
i wish a million times not to loose you, because that would hurt too much
i wish too much, but sometimes wishing seems like the only way to make it work out alright
some nights
i think of differences
i think of fakes
i think of mistakes
i think of goodbyes
i think of you
i think of everything and more
some nights
i dream of leaving here
i dream of running away from this, from everything
i believe metro station when they say if you drive all night you can reach california by the morning
i echo phantom planet in whispering 'california, california, here we come'
i know leaving won't help anything, but i can't help but dream
some nights
i just cry
i cry for a long time, until it feels like there's nothing left
i cry until all that's there is me and the huge salty ocean, and it feels as if i've forgotten how to stay floating
so i sink
some nights
i dread tomorrow
it seems like i have nothing to look forward too
i want to open the window, jump out and runrunrun
i trust we the kings, because if i ran, i'd never look back
i'd still want to be back for morning
i'm never sure what makes me want to come back, never full sure
some nights
i miss the way things used to be, and the way things were before that too
i miss you looking at me and running over when i'd walk down the stairs as if it made your freaking day
i miss hugging you, because it felt safe there, far away from everything else
i miss you
i miss you so much, and i'll think of how much you taught me and gave me
some nights
my head hurts from all this
i'll have a stomach ache
my hands will shake
i won't be able to sleep
i toss and turn the whole time
then i'm dreadfully tired
some nights
i do sleep
i think i might dream, but i can never remember
it always seems as if i'm forgetting something when i get up
some nights
my iPod plays through all of this
i'll fall asleep listening to music
there's a song in my head that reminds me of most of these things
there's a song for everything, some nights

some nights, i feel terrible
most nights, i hate tomorrow
but all nights, iloveyou

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i want to be there