It's such a crazy thought to think,
to even blink,
feeling you'd get me and
then I've to see you myself sink,
Cause you won't let it link
That maybe I just wanna be myself.

look at me.
my hand caressing your cheek,
as i do this
as i ease you
do you feel me?

i bring myself closer
we’re closer now
i stare deep into your eyes
searching for you
as i look
as i search
do you see me?

i turn over
little spoon
i want your arm around my waist
pulling me in
as you wrap yourself
around me,
as you squeeze
squeeze tighter
and tighter
even tighter?
do you even feel me?

Those beautiful eyes,
That once contained happiness,
Are now raging with anger,
Clearly displaying that the flame within you is now untamed,
Taking over as if it's your master and you are its puppet.
The cuts on your arm,
Match the ones on your heart,
Leaving scars of remembrance.
The shadows you now live in,
Consume the new you,
Gradually crushing the source of life........the pulse of what used to be.

I often wonder —

What is more painful:

to lose someone you once had,

                      or

to never have anyone to lose?