If the world offered you me, then it must be truly unkind to you and I ask for your forgiveness on its behalf
Lovely, simply lovely…
Most people overestimate what they can do in one year… and underestimate what they can do in ten years!
No one leaves a gap for you, you will have to make it for you.
People are like ocean, you won’t be alive if you don’t thrive.
Your face, I like that shit.
I remember catching you taking pictures of me, but pretending I didn’t notice.
I remember taking pictures of you when I didn’t think you’d notice.
I wonder if you noticed.
I wonder if you look at those photos as much as I look at the ones I took of you.
I think about what we were, before all of this.
Hours and hours that I used to spend, staring at you.
Until one day, you stared back.
God, Can I even call it that?
What is the word for when someone glances right at your soul?
When someone rippes your walls down and goes throw all the hallways, all the locked rooms?
When someone takes a walk throw your forest without stumbling a bit, when even the sunlight couldn’t enter it?
I don’t know if there’s any word for that.
I don’t know if there’s any word in any language for what you did to me with that single look.
As I felt it for the first time, what it’s like to be noticed, to be undone by every single glance.
It all felt like a dream.
A dream that I was terrified of waking up from.
So I held you so delicately.
As delicately as a child holds it’s favorite toy,
As a scientist holds his discovery.
Maybe that’s where it went wrong.
Maybe I held you too delicately, that you didn’t even feel me there.
So you went out in search of warmth,
Without seeing the shattered pieces of a heart tucked in the sole of your shoes.
Do you remember that night we spent, staring at the sky?
You were looking at the stars and I was looking at you.
There’s no way to put together all the twenty-six letters that can explain what I felt in those moments.
Now, here I am staring at the sky.
Searching for the stars that you used to look at.
But all I find is a sky filled with clouds.
So I wander around, in search of words.
Words that’ll explain the void in my chest.
The void where my heart used to be.