She'll never see this
but,
I'm falling for you.
There's something about you that makes me want to live a little bit longer.
You got a past but despite it,
you're still standing strong.
You're the reason why I'm still hanging on, even though I was supposed to let go a long time ago.
I'm being honest, I've never met anyone like you

I was given a puzzle to complete.
but..
The pieces aren't staying together anymore.
They keep falling apart.
As soon as one gets placed, another breaks off.
It hurts as I keep forcing pieces together.
Just as multiple pieces break I feel pain.
The pieces are dripping red like blood.
My white shirt is now stained red.
On my chest where my heart should have been is now a hole.
I grit my teeth.
I am determined to finish this puzzle.
I feel my air being cut short as I press hard.
Pieces forced into place as tears gush like a river down my face.
My lungs are giving up.
My stomach feels tight.
My fingers dripping with blood.
As the last bit of air is freed from my lungs,
I push the last piece in the center.
I look down dying as I look at what I put together.
Every piece has a memory plastered on it.
The shape is a heart.
Mine.
The middle piece glows and suddenly the hole in my chest is restored.
I can breathe again.

My eyes tear up at every thought of you.
My skin burns from the self-harm inflicted over you.
Rivers of endless tears are created when photos of you are brought to the surface,
but I was told I didn't really love you.
If I did,  I would have let you go be free.
I would have opened your cage when you started pulling away.
The pain you brought on me, I should have known.
You wanted to be free.
And I apologize.
I wanted you all to myself.
Your smile, your laugh
The stars you created with your looks.
I always heard that if you really love someone then you would let them go.
I didn't.
I love you way too much.
Even though you are gone now, swept up it the clear mist.
I am still holding on.
Holding you deep in my heart.
Every time I try to explain why I can't let you go, they just shake their heads and say;
"You was not really in love."