In bed I tell myself,
That I am too far gone
There is no turning back
This is who I am,
What I have become.
And there you are lying,
Breathing the same air I breathe
As you sleep beside me.
Again I ask myself
Why? Why do you stay?
Why do you even persist?
Is it simply because of love?
Or is it something else entirely?
Then again, does it matter?
Of course it does, stupid ****.
Everything has its reasons
I just don't know hers

So there I was, standing
In silence, waiting
Just waiting for something
A thought to cross
To take shape
In her ****** up mind
Making her realize
That the only thing I want
Is for her to look at me,
Look at me in the eye,
While she reassures me
That she, the girl I love
Also, unconditionally
Loves me back.

Goodbye,
she said to me.
Without explanations,
without any hesitations,
Goodbye

My love,
My dearest friend
In whom I take refuge
I give to you my preious heart,
Gladly.

The night was once his friend
for it brought him solitude,
peace and rest but now
it has betrayed him.

Now it brought him nothing
but unwelcome thoughts and memories.
Every night he would lie down
and feel nothing but the hollow space in his heart.

Trying his best to fall asleep but it was no use.
Every single night he would think about the what ifs
and the things he could’ve said or done,
just so he could imagine how beautiful and perfect his life could be.

Every night he would cry himself to sleep
for it was all he could do.