Sometimes I wish that someone would notice the dull death sitting in my eyes
Or even share the same lament that sits on my lips.
But day after dull day my bones go into autopilot and
My mind needs to stay detached
Because when the lights are on and it looks like someone is home
That someone is drowning in a graveyard of memories

Have you ever liked someone so much you regret meeting them?

And so I rest

as if every dream that has been




never was to begin with

she is a happy ending,
not everyone can wait for.

Love didn't end wars
It started them