4 months to get over it.

but today the strings are gone.

we can never talk or be friends.

act like nothing was and nothing will be.

i will always care for you, you meant so much.

but it finally died off.

so just let it rot off.

let it stay shut and don’t open pandora’s box again.

i have returned.

hopeless romantic in love with no one but the universe, death, and herself.

back to me without you.

back to what always was in front of my eyes.

back to where i love to hide on my own.

just another story to tell, another soul i have stolen and left.

another stranger in the sea. another one that was never meant for me.