Have I ever crossed your mind? No? That's a great news, I guess, because you? You're in my mind before I lay down in bed and sink myself in the pillow. You're in my mind first things first in the morning as I open my swollen eyes. You're here in my shattered heart. You're part of my prayers. You're the one I'm picturing to be with me and watch the world end with you. You're one of my biggest reason why i keep going, why I still found light when I'm hiding in the dark, why I keep on holding unto that one percent.
And, I know, I couldn't make it work. You want time and space? Then, go, my love, I won't ask for your attention. Go, build yourself because I'll try to build my heart as well. Go, I'll stay here if you want to come back. My arms are open. I'm here if the world seemed to betray you again and again. I'll be here, okay? Don't think about me. Don't feel pity. Don't feel responsible about me. Just don't feel anything about me because I'm just gonna hurt you. You're perfect like everyone while I'm a broken shattered glass.
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in the shapes of your thoughts >> poetry
Poetryit takes time to heal, to walk away, and to stand up all alone.
