Used to things

I'm used to your anger

I'm used to your kindness

I'm used to your sweetness

I'm used to boredom

but can I ever be your 

"Used to be your happiness" 

Even just for awhile?

You're my happiness

You're my loneliness

You're not just my hobby

But my addiction; on that it can

Never be tamed by

Anything in this world

Would I rather be your

"used to you" tense or your future

Tense?

#askmewhenyou'relonely

Unblood Sisters

When I'm being stubborn and stupid

You pull my fingers from my ears.

When everyone is screaming at me

Your voice is the only one I hear.

You speak for me when I have no voice.

You're my sister not by blood but by choice.

When life goes better and I am laughing

You laugh along with me.

When I get mopey over stupid little things

You help me not to be.

You remind me not to learn to hate.

You're my sister not by blood but by fate.

When I wear my fake smile and bounce

You knock my butt on the ground.

When I feel my voice dying on me

You push me for the sound.

You keep me grounded and remind me what's real.

You're my sister not by blood but by feel.