Just when you notice that no one else will dance in the palm of your hand, that no one else will bundle up the stars and make a planetarium of your days, that no one else will stand a thousand daggers piercing their chest, that no one else will carry the weight of your tears as they carry theirs, that no one else will miss a ride around the clock with their friends or family for you, that no one will take time to spill their heart on a blank sheet of canvas for your birthday, in that still moment, you will regret not picking out a second to sing me good night... that was all I asked. And even then, even if I catch you trying to make me feel fire inside me and try to catch a pinch of my attention, I promise you can never light up angering jealousy in my chest, you will never obligate me to crave another girl's pair of eyes. I was gold you had and never deserved, you drilled me as if I were infinite- and I was, but not for you, just for me. You thought I was an ocean, that I would always depend on you, mysterious moon, but that's not how it is: I am the wind running through your hair. You used to be such a big thing for me, but I realized I am bigger. You used to be my significant other, my other half, but I realized I am significant on my own, that I am not a fraction, that I am a whole. You used to be the light of my days, but I am no longer afraid of the dark.