I wished upon the falling star
for a moment It was something
and then
just like a star
There was nothing at all...

shall I be dark
and spread
myself thin
so I cover
every inch
and almost
go unnoticed
a mist you
instinctually
detect as
something
amiss but
that you
cannot name
so you get
used to my
presence
and inhale me
in the morning
and let me
stay inside you

what I meant
was hidden

in between
the words I said

it was not
intentional

I don’t always
know what I mean

until I see
what I said

so please
don’t always

take me at
my word

sometimes

I need to
learn about

myself before
I can share

it with you

I'm losing pieces from me
And I'm suffering.
I can't get them back
I can't remember.
Are all the happy memories I made,
Just a waste?
I won't be able to remember them anyway.