And at this point, I can’t be strong anymore. I’ve tried and tried and tried and have ******* gotten nothing in return. I’m giving and loving and trusting yet still here I am with a heart that has forgotten how to beat. Lungs that no longer seem to remember how to rise and collapse, and eyes that cannot further distort the image of what was. You tell me you love me yet still here I am alone basking in the hollows of that four-letter word. Am I supposed to wait for you forever? Until the day you decide that I’m good enough for you? How am I supposed to do that when you’re the gravity that pulls the blood through my veins and you are the air that fills my lungs (except lately I cannot seem to breathe). These circles we keep chasing each other in are exhausting. No one will ever catch up. And these promises we keep making are as desolate as that four-letter word. And at this point, I cant be strong anymore. I need you. I need you. I ******* NEED YOU. I need your lips pressed against mine as if that kiss alone could right all of our wrongs. I need your crisp, callous hands around my waist and your sinful breath down my neck and I need to hear that you never want to lose me. That you never want to let go of this. Whatever this is. May it be teenage love or hopeless lust or something that was never ******* meant to be. Because ive held on for so long now. I need you to do the same. Hold me. Hold me so tight that you could shatter me (as if you aren’t already). Embrace me. Embrace what we share and realize that our stars create the most beautiful constellation (even though the night sky has been so cloudy lately). I cannot fathom how you are the reason I cant move or eat or think yet you are the only thing that can cure me. Cure me. Cure me from this depression, this desperation, this ******* blank state of mind that ive been in for the past weeks since you said you needed space. Space. The hole separating us yet drowning us at the same time. Why are we fighting the current? It’s you and me and me and you and nobody else in this world matters. We have one another. We need one another. I crave your presence and you long for mine. So what is the hold up? Fall. Fall for me again. It shouldn’t be hard. Because at this point, I can’t be strong anymore. I am so ******* in love with you that I’m suffocating. Where’s the rescue? Where’s the safety? Where’s the respect to end my pain? Who are you? Where are you? At this point, I am going to be strong and save myself.