It scares me
you know,
how we are just
another story
in this vast universe;
a world of
different dimensions
and to think that
not even one
could have
saved us.

I wish someday
I could wear my heart
on my sleeve
without worrying about
people hurting it.

I don't know why I got too attached,
it's not your fault.

Clearly, it is mine.

You don't owe me anything.

Tears dry on their own.

Trust me,
I'll be okay.

Forever does not always mean forever,
does it?
sometimes it could mean hello,
or goodbye,
or someone daydreaming,
it could mean staring into your eyes,
or you look lovely,
or someone kissing your forehead,
it could mean grasping each other’s hands
and never letting go,
or sometimes, forever could simply mean
you or me,
sometimes if we’re lucky,
it could mean, us.

I feel like I felt just
a little
too much
to convince myself that
this is nothing.

don't ask me if i'm okay,
for I will always say yes

ask me if i'm bleeding,
ask me do I hurt,
ask me if my broken heart
deserves the world,
ask me, if I love you,
do I or do I?

only with that
I won't ever say a word.