To hold you,
and tell you not to walk so far away—
to let you know,
here is where I want you to stay.
Each turn, I long to see you by my side,
yet all these words remain confined.
Your door stays closed,
while mine won’t shut from your memory.
Your heart still beats for someone else,
one that will never return.
And while you make me flutter,
I drown within your world—
your every gaze,
your every smile that tugs your lips,
your every word
speaks of how you were once mesmerized by them.
I showed you colors
to shield you from what’s gone cold,
but you only looked back,
wishing you could go home to what’s already faded.
When I open my arms and call your name,
you tell me it isn’t my warmth you waited for.
After all I’ve traced and unraveled for you,
after all the dead stars I tried to relight in your eyes,
you still yearn for what’s gone.
The words I never said
sting when I touch these trails—
you’re here,
always have been,
just far from where I wished us to belong.
No, I can’t meet your eyes anymore,
can’t hold your gaze.
For all this while,
I can’t say with certainty
that it’s truly me you’ve been seeing.
I can’t take your hand
and lead you home—
I can’t risk hearing their name once more
as you drift into a world I cannot reach,
a space I’ll never replace.
So I’ll take a step back.
For what floods my eyes—
it isn’t yours to shed.
And for lying to myself,
I’ll admit, I’m the fool.
Because the further you drift,
the more my heart still beats for you.
Nov 5, 2025
Nov 5, 2025 at 3:59 AM UTC
To hold you,
and tell you not to walk so far away—
to let you know,
here is where I want you to stay.
Each turn, I long to see you by my side,
yet all these words remain confined.
Your door stays closed,
while mine won’t shut from your memory.
Your heart still beats for someone else,
one that will never return.
And while you make me flutter,
I drown within your world—
your every gaze,
your every smile that tugs your lips,
your every word
speaks of how you were once mesmerized by them.
I showed you colors
to shield you from what’s gone cold,
but you only looked back,
wishing you could go home to what’s already faded.
When I open my arms and call your name,
you tell me it isn’t my warmth you waited for.
After all I’ve traced and unraveled for you,
after all the dead stars I tried to relight in your eyes,
you still yearn for what’s gone.
The words I never said
sting when I touch these trails—
you’re here,
always have been,
just far from where I wished us to belong.
No, I can’t meet your eyes anymore,
can’t hold your gaze.
For all this while,
I can’t say with certainty
that it’s truly me you’ve been seeing.
I can’t take your hand
and lead you home—
I can’t risk hearing their name once more
as you drift into a world I cannot reach,
a space I’ll never replace.
So I’ll take a step back.
For what floods my eyes—
it isn’t yours to shed.
And for lying to myself,
I’ll admit, I’m the fool.
Because the further you drift,
the more my heart still beats for you.