when you came into my life, i closed my eyes and let my heart beat so fast.
i wasn't aware that i take one step forward for every beat my heart do.

i loved you carelessly that i started running away from home because you made my heart beat faster and faster.

but it suddenly stopped.

with no reason or even a word from you.

you stopped making my heart beat and realised i also stopped running.

i waited and waited for you to come back.
i stand there hanging with my eyes closed.
i waited for you to hold my hand and lead me to my way home atleast.

but you didn't.

with pain and thirst and hunger (of you)
i decided to open my eyes
and discovered,

i am lost.

my skin was like the thinnest fabrics
and your fingertips were like the cheapest needles;

you were so close to breaking
yet you choose to fix me

i was whole again
as your fingers sew the broken me
but you also use it
to create wholes,

voids that can't be filled.

"matter is anything that
occupies space" is not true.
for i have occupied
the space in your heart
and i still
dont.

on the time i forgot to
get out of bed and meet the sun,
or to fix myself and be nice,
or even brush my hair and be myself
with all the things i've forgotten to do,
why didn't i forget to miss you.