Why you?
You’re always on my mind and
I can’t get you out of it.
I can’t do anything without
feeling you somehow.
I see you everywhere,
in everything I am.
Everything I want.
Everything I do.
It all comes back to you.
You told me it was the same -
I was it for you, you were it for me.
Yet I’m here, again,
wondering where you’ve gone.
But that’s the problem.
You.
Never.
Truly.
Leave.
You haunt me,
in my dreams,
in my mind,
in my heart,
in the sunrise,
in the night sky,
in the city lights,
in every book,
in every lyric,
in every color,
In All I Am.
All I Ever Will Be.
It all comes back to you,
a constant reminder that your
home lies within me.
So tell me how one leaves home,
takes years to return, only to leave again.
I wish I could have trapped you-
locked the door, painted the windows,
and held you against me
-feeling our hearts in tandem,
beating as one like we both know they do.
Maybe, just maybe I could take both,
surround them in bubble wrap
store them away - forgotten in an attic.
Left to collect cobwebs
until they run out of time,
take their last beat in unison,
only to perish in a cardboard box.
I am nothing without you.
I’ve somehow lost you - again.
Please come back,
save me from myself,
there’s no beauty in falling apart.
Apr 16
Apr 16, 2026 at 2:14 AM UTC
Why you?
You’re always on my mind and
I can’t get you out of it.
I can’t do anything without
feeling you somehow.
I see you everywhere,
in everything I am.
Everything I want.
Everything I do.
It all comes back to you.
You told me it was the same -
I was it for you, you were it for me.
Yet I’m here, again,
wondering where you’ve gone.
But that’s the problem.
You.
Never.
Truly.
Leave.
You haunt me,
in my dreams,
in my mind,
in my heart,
in the sunrise,
in the night sky,
in the city lights,
in every book,
in every lyric,
in every color,
In All I Am.
All I Ever Will Be.
It all comes back to you,
a constant reminder that your
home lies within me.
So tell me how one leaves home,
takes years to return, only to leave again.
I wish I could have trapped you-
locked the door, painted the windows,
and held you against me
-feeling our hearts in tandem,
beating as one like we both know they do.
Maybe, just maybe I could take both,
surround them in bubble wrap
store them away - forgotten in an attic.
Left to collect cobwebs
until they run out of time,
take their last beat in unison,
only to perish in a cardboard box.
I am nothing without you.
I’ve somehow lost you - again.
Please come back,
save me from myself,
there’s no beauty in falling apart.
