#feelings

Trying to pick myself up
but I keep getting cut
on the pieces

How do I give my 110%
when 65% of me
is still broken

Why do we hold on
to those who have
already let go

I drown in my own thoughts

You used to tell me you loved me

Yet you showed me otherwise

Now I can’t trust anyone

I keep thinking they all lie

God, I wish I never spoke

Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap

I’ve started to wonder

If there’s something broken in me

Maybe I’m made to love

Not to be loved

“Aren’t you used to that?”

“What?”

“Friends leaving you after you start being a little ‘clingy’”

“… yeah… I guess I am”

-2am conversation with myself

Perhaps, in another reality, we collide

And perhaps, just perhaps, we are together under the same sky

I’ll follow you everywhere

Even after my feet start bleeding

I can’t remember how it was being friends with you

Has it been that long?

I feel homesick for a place I’m not even sure it exist

-1:35am

Things are changing

Every second, every moment,

Things have to change

Yet it hurts to see uschanging

Every time the moon is out

I think about you

Every night, I tell the stars the story of how we met

Over and over again

And after that hug,

we looked at each other

with the mutual desire of one last kiss