I thought I had fixed things between the two of us
but there was never anything meant to be fixed
I was the one who was broken
and I still am.
Why do I reach out towards you,
like a fish glancing up at a reflection in the water.
I reach out to touch you
Knowing that a taste of your breath
will take mine away.
and still, I continue searching
searching for your warmth
that perhaps was never meant to embrace me in the first place.
But I like imagining the ifs.
Because what if we were
What if we could.
What would you do?
I know you and I know my heart.
You would break it into a million pieces
The only thing I ask is
If they're large enough,
I'll continue piecing myself together
I'll always come up for air
wanting you to
needing you to
— The End —