be aware of the fist fights in your prison yard because you will notice that you are fighting against me. excuse me, but there is no excuse for dragging me along an long winding road and abandoning me at your expense. be aware i am only human like you.
be aware that i have memorized in detail the wavelengths of your shallow breaths the difficulty of closing in onto you because you were my butterfly hiding it's wings.
be aware that some people don't see the marks on your back that i made, but i realize how painful it must've been when you basically handed me a knife and told me to cut your wings off. i regret that still.
be aware of the love we used to share, like my heart was a shoebox and you were an entire store's worth of shoes. figuratively speaking, you became a worm hole for every sinking feeling in my chest and i let myself drop into this wonderland where even the walls lie to me about happiness.
be aware that somewhere a groundhog is burrowing a hole to hibernate for winter.
be aware that you are my winter season, and i am burrowing myself into everything else to distract me from the thought of you.