Recovery

16 hours - extrasad

My heart is beating quicker than it's supposed to and I don't think I can stay in the same room as you without falling from my skin and I'm falling falling and my heart just hit the ground and the rest of me is spilling out and this was supposed to be a poem about love and the way you make me feel like I'm wrapped in outer space, warm under a blanket of stars, like I'm safe, but I'm burning alive and stars aren't as pretty when they're hot in your throat and you loved me last night but that was 16 hours ago and 16 hours doesn't seem like enough time to fall out of love but it is and 16 hours doesn't seem like enough time to fix yourself because it's not. So I think I'll stay here in the dark for awhile because the sky is pitch-black without the stars and we fell asleep in love and I'm the only one who woke up and I've been shaking you and you won't hold my hand like I need you to and I miss you. I miss you and I bet that when she kisses you she can't taste the little cracks in your chest or the reasons you won't call your father back like I do. I fucking do and I see the entire world in you and all you see in me is a black hole and you used to like the way I laughed and the way I tuck my hair behind my ear when I'm nervous but that was 16 hours ago and apparently 16 hours is enough time to fall out of love.