i wouldn't breathe if it's too late to jump off the cliff.
with this insanity grief, i can even hardly focus to see how could i reach you out standing oblivious of your own shelf busy fixing your own crack— i bet you are love wrecked.although i know it's against the hands of the clock, but would you please notice me even in the slightest glimpse?
can you hear me?!
loving you without your consent is like a 7.5 magnitude. you've got me stayed in the epicenter feeling like the barometer. i never realized how destructive it was not until it hit me big time.
seafloor smashed.
faults crashed.
i can't help it—i'm too drowned.
the tsunami in my belly screaming who are you on the top of my lungs. what a bittersweet stupid chemicals.
oh darling, call me freak if that's what you think. before you could even catch me i already jumped off to that cliff.
again, stupid chemicals! if you don't get it. it's the love that i planted, whom you did not even bothered to water.
YOU ARE READING
ain't first, ain't last
Poetryto be one's saturn. [old poetry collection for someone we could never have]