There are so many things I want to say
I love you.
I'm sorry if I keep throwing guilt trips to make you stay.
You did hurt me, broke my heart in fact.
My first love.
My partner.
My universe
And everything good I've ever believed in.
I hope you'll grow.
The selfish part of me wants you back
You say I love you and I flatline
Because each time you say it after we parted I feel a part of me dying.
Healing takes time. But it hurts so **** much to keep going.
I hear your laugh and I feel it shake my own ribcage.
We accidently brush hands and I feel sparks too.
And I'm still falling for you.