it's funny how..

one person could possibly mean the world to you
but could disappear and leave you feeling empty

your heart can shatter
but you don't feel the pieces falling and cutting your internal organs

a face can conceal so much pain and anguish
but nobody sees it
you're just another face in a crowd of a thousand people

sidenote: you (know who you are) don't need to read this if you don't want to. i understand why you wouldn't, all i ever want is your attention.

as i sit here, in the dark and slam my fingers down on the various keys to make a structure, i realise something;
after fourteen months, i'm still in love with you.
at first, i never understood love, i thought it was a myth, simply something that would would only appear in those old disney films,
but then i found you and that was when i realised.
love isn't something to throw around, nor ignore.
if you love somebody, tell them.
because one day, after you've told them, they're going to feel something and that something will be so magical.
love isn't a myth, it's simply something that can only be felt by the correct two people, in one relationship.

i want to get on a train with you
to endless locations

i'm safe

you'd lend me your jacket
because i'd gotten cold

we'd sit on the old bench
and we'd cuddle
just us

your mind was a kaleidoscope of dreams and misfortunes
you always looked towards postivity when negativity struck
the sky was your hope
the sea was your soul
you were the oxygen all around
you were my umbrella
you saved me from drowning
but you left
and slowly but surely
you turned into my anchor
weighing me down
and down
until i hit the very bottom
and now i am lost
between the surface
and the floor

disregarding of everything
you once knew
for the person
you used to be
all to be left on your own
by the one who promised they'd stay