Oct 2016
The worst thing,
the one thing that breaks my heart the most when I think of them -
is that they were in love. They were. I swear my entire life on it.
How can two people be so perfect for each other, so loving when it came to the way they walked together through this life, and then suddenly fall apart? Why? Can you give me any sort of rational explanation for that?
I saw the way they comfortably held hands while they were driving,
I heard the way she laughed when he acted like a fool,
I felt the way he loved her when they kissed in front of me.
How did it end up like this?
I saw the way they didn't acknowledge each other at all,
I heard the way she cried when he yelled terrible things,
I felt the way he hated her when he tried to end her life in front of me.
How did we end up here?
I came from each of them but now that they are apart, I feel like I've been split in two. I'm not whole anymore.
I would say they aren't, either, but nothing in this life makes sense at all.
Maybe they were never complete in the first place -
maybe I've been dreaming this entire time and nothing about my body or mind is real.
My brown eyes are not his brown eyes,
my brown hair is not her brown hair,
my name is not their name.
Their blood is not my blood and their voices do not combine to make one.
I have never been theirs, and they have never been mine.
Is that the truth? Is that what this has come to? Is that what I've been running from this entire time? Is that what they already knew but neglected to think about? To remember? To realize?
You want to know what I think? I don't think anything,
I don't have any ******* thoughts because they were me. They are me. I am them. I was them.
We were one in the same and now that they are gone,
I am nothing. I am nothing.
I never existed and perhaps the saddest thing,
the one thing that breaks what I have left of an already broken heart,
is that I never existed to them.
They didn't see me. They didn't see the beautiful thing they made together, the one thing left in this world that proves there was a them in the first place.
the one thing that breaks my heart the most when I think of them -
is that they were in love. They were. I swear my entire life on it.
How can two people be so perfect for each other, so loving when it came to the way they walked together through this life, and then suddenly fall apart? Why? Can you give me any sort of rational explanation for that?
I saw the way they comfortably held hands while they were driving,
I heard the way she laughed when he acted like a fool,
I felt the way he loved her when they kissed in front of me.
How did it end up like this?
I saw the way they didn't acknowledge each other at all,
I heard the way she cried when he yelled terrible things,
I felt the way he hated her when he tried to end her life in front of me.
How did we end up here?
I came from each of them but now that they are apart, I feel like I've been split in two. I'm not whole anymore.
I would say they aren't, either, but nothing in this life makes sense at all.
Maybe they were never complete in the first place -
maybe I've been dreaming this entire time and nothing about my body or mind is real.
My brown eyes are not his brown eyes,
my brown hair is not her brown hair,
my name is not their name.
Their blood is not my blood and their voices do not combine to make one.
I have never been theirs, and they have never been mine.
Is that the truth? Is that what this has come to? Is that what I've been running from this entire time? Is that what they already knew but neglected to think about? To remember? To realize?
You want to know what I think? I don't think anything,
I don't have any ******* thoughts because they were me. They are me. I am them. I was them.
We were one in the same and now that they are gone,
I am nothing. I am nothing.
I never existed and perhaps the saddest thing,
the one thing that breaks what I have left of an already broken heart,
is that I never existed to them.
They didn't see me. They didn't see the beautiful thing they made together, the one thing left in this world that proves there was a them in the first place.
