I Must Be Drowning Because I Can't Breathe

I wish I could sleep. I wish I could find sanity. I wish I could wish for normal things.

It'd be way easier to be wanting a man who didn't talk to many girls.
Seeing his comments on their pages on Facebook/Myspace.
Wondering if they're ex's, friends or current lovers.

It'd be way easier to be wanting a man who didn't make music.
Music that I could easily click on and hear his voice.
Over and over again.

It'd be way easier to love a man who would love you back.
And wouldn't push you away because of fear of commitments.
Who could say it was okay if you had feelings for him.

It'd be way easier to love a man who answered your messages.
Instead of denying you answers until he wants you in his bed.
Or until he runs out of weed.

It'd be way easier to love a man who had his shit together.
But then again.
He wouldn't be the same man.
And maybe I wouldn't love him as much.