just when i’m close to forgetting you,
after counting days of feeling blue,
you appeared before my eyes,
now my statute of limitation dies
and in the speed of light,
feelings beyond a doubt,
and emotions i’ve been burying inside
are coming back to me all at once

it was a good week,
a one full of smiles, and enjoyments
but i wasn’t vigilant enough,
i took everything for granted,
thought it will never last
and now that i think about it,
it’ll be a good month,
a one that’s worth of tears,
endless what ifs, and regrets

yesterday, i was shivering,
by the warmth,
and sympathy in your words,
but now i am sweating
by the coldness,
and apathy in your answers

i was fine being alone,
but after that 5 hour long,
i haven’t been myself anymore
so freaking different from before

this weird feeling of misery,
when my day ends without your company;
this new, strange habit of smiling unconsciously,
when i remember things—you, basically;
this constant cycle of longing desires i have for you,
and not wanting to,
only to conclude that i’m missing you;
this odd mood swing that i suffer with,
from hating you, to liking you more,
when you suddenly appear,
realizing how it’s not complicated to forgive;
this persistent idea of clinging onto your life,
being unimaginably patient when i never was,
foolishly opening my eyes wide,
so that you won’t have to wait that much

—𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙝, 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨

respond to me once,
i could gather millions of butterflies,
somehow, it’s tiring,
but i’m addicted to this feeling

i despise the time
—for it ends quicker
when we're together,
but runs at its slowest,
when between us,
there's a mess.

you made it worth it
—the time i thought was wasted
i smiled, laughed with you
while i hoped i was your favorite too

you were intrigued,
i was overly interested,
perceived your compliments
as sweet endearments,
you showed me attention
i considered them as affection,
while you were just being nice,
reminded me how it was

every night, i was full of delusions,
and hopeless conclusions
and if i could wish,
don’t walk away, that is
i should be the one to leave
for i came to you first