i wonder if you were to sit beside me without me saying a word to you, would you notice that i love you doesn't try to come out anymore? would you realize that the taste of your name leaves a bitter aftertaste so i try not to say it anymore? that the way you once made me feel full of excitement now just makes me feel cold. my eyes would light up as if you were the sun shining throughout the baby blue sky but now you're just a stormy day that comes every once in a blue moon and maybe that's why I'm scared of storms because you were once the sunshine and now you're nothing but the big dark clouds that holds nothing but pain and ache. maybe that's why i'm always so tired those days, loving you had seemed so easy but that only been because i was blinded by the person i made you out to be. you had once been all the stars in the sky to me and now all you ever seem to be is just another face in the crowd. i won't tell you that i still love you, that part of me left a long time ago but i will never stop telling you that i hate what you made me become and how stupid you made me look. this isn't a love letter or poem, this is a "you're going to realize what you had some day" letter, i know it doesn't seem like much but know that you are no longer beautiful to me, you are no longer a work of art to me. you're just the canvas waiting to be turned into something beautiful because beautiful is something you'll never be.