like the morning misses the sun
in a sunday morning
like the morning misses coffee
in a monday morning
like the need of your arms
while i cry
like my skin misses yours
every night
like my loneliness misses yours
every second
of every day

I miss you
and I know
I always will

i don’t know why it was so hard to admit. i was in love and i didn’t even want to notice it.

i now see it and i understand. how to not be in love with her. she was everything i ever dreamed. we were so mentally close it was scary for both. or maybe .. just for me.

but now she is gone. disappeared. perhaps lost. and im such a fool.

why did i realize that feeling was love when she is already gone?

i guess i was scared. or too busy falling for her.

a girl
growing up.

overthinking
every step
of the way.

knowing there is no way
i can meet you
being aware of
the distance between us

makes me think
about
how i have put you
in a shelf
where you might not
belong

dreaming about
your perfection
and wishing to meet
someone
like you

like you
there is no you

“you”
is not real


we both know

i made “you” up

send me
a sign

to remind me
im alright

and safe
in your mind

pouring rain
falling down
your cheeks

cleaning up
every bit
of sadness
left
in your
fragil heart