I could have
if you have
let me.

I should have
but you won't let me.

It's too late.

6,521 miles.

"Isn't so bad
When our hearts
are not even a millimeter far"

Those words I uttered
when you hopped on that train.

6,521 miles.

It's unbelievably far.
but I believe in us
more than I believe in distance.

I believed in us.

But...

6,521 miles

felt farther and farther
as days went longer

And no, it wasn't the distance
that stretched before us
It was our love that was too small
It was our patience that was too short
It was our faith that was too little

That failed us.

6,521 miles and...

"I miss you"
"I miss you"
"I miss you"
"Miss you"
"Miss you"
"Miss you"

You miss

You missed.
You missed my birthday.
I missed Christmas
You missed Thanksgiving
I missed the New Year's Eve.
You missed out on our favorite show
I missed out on your big days.

We missed out.
We ****** up.

6,521 miles after...

We're no more.

And now, even when we're inches apart
I feel like you're 6,521 miles away from me.

You still held my hand,
and still said "Goodbye."
And still you kissed my cheek.
And you hopped on the train

6,521 miles...

...wasn't so bad.

I don't know if I should start with how we fell apart
or how we fell in love,
but whichever way it goes,
we know we fell out of love.

I'm not sure if I should start saying "Sorry"
or defend my past mistakes
but whatever happened in the past
we broke up anyway.

I know I was at fault,
I know you were too,
We say we were both just young
Still, I lost you.

I wish rules did not exist in love
but even when we say there are no rules, there are.
because if there were none,
I would have you in my arms right now

But it ***** how we always say "We're humans"
with emotions,
with feelings,
with a story,
and even when we know we still love,
we choose not to.
we pretend not to.
because the rule book says we can't

So we show up at parties
with our new "love"
and feel remorse for ourselves
as soon as we hit the bed at night
because she should have been me
and he should have been you
It should have been us.

but we choose not to.
we pretend not to.

despite how we feel

because our pride is bigger than our love.
I guess sometimes it's safe to say...

We might have never been in love
at all.

Nosedive

I used to think that my brilliance equates that of the sun-
that when people see me, they see light, day, sunshine,
they find peace.

As a child, I deemed myself as the best fit,
the cream of the crop, the joy of the world,
until I found myself wallowing in feigned glory

I realised that there were million other suns around me,
basking in “reflected glory”,
thinking they are the salt and light of today.

Truly, people are more brilliant that we think they are
but not as brilliant as they think they are