It's hard to remember how everything was before i met you
Oh well, "met" is a strong word
I barely know you, i wasn't even supposed to
You were anonymous, but known at the same time
No face, no name, no identity
And, oh god, considering what they think of you,
It's much better this way
I don't know how it started, i guess i was curious
I was looking through old posts, i think
Also probably checking comments
And there it was, a first name, then a last name
Then some friends, some family members
An old picture, then another one, then another twenty or so
Then a personal account I wasn't supposed to know about
I don't know how i did it, i guess i have my ways
Oh, and we talked, and it always made me so happy
It never lasted long, you have better things to do, i'm aware
Usually i tried encouraging you, reminding you that,
The people who love you are proud, i am proud.
It seemed like you needed to hear it, given the circumstances
Although, i'm not sure how much it meant coming from a random girl
A kid, you'd say, maybe...
Maybe sometimes i said too much
Maybe sometimes i was too honest about my feelings
Maybe once i even had too much to drink
Maybe sometimes i was crying as i was typing
Of course, you don't know that, i don't want you to
You have too much going on to worry about me
But you do know you're the one person who could always make me feel better,
With something so little, so insignificant,
Your notification is enough to make me smile through the most violent river of tears
That's why i make most of them up,
The "reasons" to text you, they're mostly invented,
But so well elaborated, i overthink every possible reply
And, for the short moments that we talk, life has purpose, for a second,
For a second, all the anxiety and trauma therapists couldn't cure
Vanishes...simply goes away
Oh, but of course it ends, too soon, i'd say
And i feel so empty
The reminder that this is all pointless
All the hope, all the manifestations, everything,
It's all in vain.
There will always be a barrier between us
One i'm unable to break
But i'll never blame you for it, believe me, i understand
Much more than i'll ever be able to understand "why?"
"Why do i love you?"
It was all so random, but so perfectly timed
Of course, not the first time i love too much,
A person i don't know
But the first time to this extent
The cries, sleepless nights with your music in the background
The overthinking, the scars, the fights with people i don't know,
The obsessive social media stalking, the hunts for any new info to protect
God, i hate myself for it so much
But it's all for you, everything
Since this love-feverdream started,
Since then, it's always been you
In my dreams, in every corner of my mind,
In every song that comes on,
In every little thing that reminds me of you,
In my headphones, on my instagram feed,
On angry comments, and in a hidden folder in my gallery
In whatever this is that i'm writing right now,
It's all for you, everything,
It's always been you.
YOU ARE READING
✦✩☾ everything i'm too scared to tell you ~ ❣︎
Poesiarandom girl, with nothing to live for, falls in love with, and obsesses over someone she can't have. since she can't tell anyone how she truly feels she writes down all her thoughts... this is her diary: