I saw you
Through the screen
On that second
Why did I think
It was meant to be

Now read from bottom to top.

again,
i feel like nothing.
your touch feels cold and nothing seems warm anymore,
not even the sun.
my stomach kept turning every time i would tell myself that leaving would be the only way out.
i didn't know what to do.
suddenly i forgot what it was like to be happy again.
instead, i started to remember how it felt like to not care what happened after i would take my very last breath.

So many poems
and stories
have gone unwritten
due to fear of not being good enough