May 2017
"So if a tree falls in the middle of the forest does it make a sound?"
If a tree falls in the middle of the forest and nobody's there to acknowledge that it made a sound then, by premise alone it didn't.
To acknowledge that there was a sound there must be somebody there to accept said fact.
So on those nights that I in the middle of my sleep have had dreams of pulling you in and instead holding a pillow, did I miss you?
Those times as I walked by our favorite spots with our music playing at the loudest on my earphones as I am secluded from the world, tears started to roll down from my eyes unconsciously, did I cry?
And those time that I stayed up all night wondering, staring at the moon if you're looking at it right now as I am, my heart breaks, but no one's there to hear it. Did it really break?
Because you weren't there to acknowledge the fact that I missed you. You were long removed from my life but I still count the seconds that you're not here.
That I cried you a sea of tears mixed with my own blood and sweat from all those times that all I wanted was a sniff of your hair, the warmth of your hands, the smoothness of you fingers as you drew circles on my chest. You might as well have ripped it open and took my heart out and trampled upon it like a door mat to a home you once visited but left in a hurry.
And lastly, I still am too busy walking on tip toes having my glass heart impale me, having a hard time to move on amidst the destruction and the chaos you have left behind you that I am left to pick after.
So with all that being said, were you even here at all?
If I didn't acknowledge the fact that you existed, that I once fell in love with you, that I spent countless hours counting your hair, remembering every groove of your face, the feel of your waist and the weight of your thigh every time you rest it on me, will that invalidate uour existence? Would that mean I never met you? Would you just go and disappear from my life, from my heart, from my memory? Forever?
If a tree falls in the middle of the forest and nobody's there to acknowledge that it made a sound then, by premise alone it didn't.
To acknowledge that there was a sound there must be somebody there to accept said fact.
So on those nights that I in the middle of my sleep have had dreams of pulling you in and instead holding a pillow, did I miss you?
Those times as I walked by our favorite spots with our music playing at the loudest on my earphones as I am secluded from the world, tears started to roll down from my eyes unconsciously, did I cry?
And those time that I stayed up all night wondering, staring at the moon if you're looking at it right now as I am, my heart breaks, but no one's there to hear it. Did it really break?
Because you weren't there to acknowledge the fact that I missed you. You were long removed from my life but I still count the seconds that you're not here.
That I cried you a sea of tears mixed with my own blood and sweat from all those times that all I wanted was a sniff of your hair, the warmth of your hands, the smoothness of you fingers as you drew circles on my chest. You might as well have ripped it open and took my heart out and trampled upon it like a door mat to a home you once visited but left in a hurry.
And lastly, I still am too busy walking on tip toes having my glass heart impale me, having a hard time to move on amidst the destruction and the chaos you have left behind you that I am left to pick after.
So with all that being said, were you even here at all?
If I didn't acknowledge the fact that you existed, that I once fell in love with you, that I spent countless hours counting your hair, remembering every groove of your face, the feel of your waist and the weight of your thigh every time you rest it on me, will that invalidate uour existence? Would that mean I never met you? Would you just go and disappear from my life, from my heart, from my memory? Forever?
