Sometimes the people who leave without saying goodbye are the ones you wonder about the most when you think about your "almosts." They leave a fingerprint on you that you don't even want, but you don't have a choice. How do you remove a part of someone? You've been stained by their presence. That's what I find funny about relationships, one person gets to remember the stupid details about someone while the other probably doesn't even remember whether you liked sunrise or sunset. Do you feel the same?

He promised a life
where he was the only girl
he would every love until death
do them part.

He promised a family
where he would be the man
to protect and love them
unconditionally.

He promised a forever
he could not complete.

He made an oath that
he could not keep.

Does it mean that to love
is  to accept
someone's shortcomings
no matter what?

Does it mean that to love
is to risk even if?

It's midnight
and I can't help it
I think about
your brown eyes
and how they stare right into mine
with sincerity

but I guess I was wrong
because you left me on the edge
full of what-ifs and what-could-have-been.

I lose track of how much
these thoughts
         can
consume and destroy
                                       you.

I feel like it's all going to explode:
the pressure,
your words,
my thoughts,
her scars,
our world.
Don't you feel it?
The breaking point.

I just want to run away
to a place
where no knows
me
I want to hide at a corner
where I can
just be.