we maybe similar but we aren't the same. synonyms know each other like old colleagues, like a set of friends who've seen the world together. they swap stories, reminisce about their origin and forgot that though they are similar they are entirely different. because a quiet night is not the same as a silent one, a firm soul is not the same as a steady one and bright light is not the same as a brilliant one. i force myself to believe so because the way these words wedge themselves into a sentence changes everything.
we maybe similar but we are not the same. we both seek a home in someones chest because the houses we came from were built on nothing but shattered whisky bottles and lies. i guess the stomach drop i felt when you looked at me was your first step in making a home of my heart. but i tear myself down and i can never piece myself together fast enough because my heart has been stepped on and my chest has been ripped wide open leaving my scars on display. more often than sometimes my heart refuses to stay in place. though we both have thoughts made of our mothers shouts at 3 am you slowly implode while i violently explode.