I. Can. Not. Stop. Thinking. About. You.
I have tried to walk away from you a million times, and my heart has dragged me back to the starting point for a million plus one time. I used to think that it was a spiral. I used to think that one day the radius would start getting bigger and bigger, and soon, it would be a straight line. But I realized that the radius is never going to get bigger because it's an inward spiral that descends to madness. And at the bottom of this spiral, there is a graveyard of all my efforts and dreams.
I. Still. Can. Not. Stop. Thinking. About. You.
We aren't just not on the same page, we are in completely different storylines. I was a fool to let myself believe for the longest time that there exists an alternate universe where our storylines merge into one, and we take control of the narrative but I forgot that fanfictions aren't real, just like we never will be. I built my heart on words that don't even exist but I forgot that its walls were going to be made out of hollow dreams, but such homes cannot survive even the slightest winds.
I know I said that I cannot stop thinking about you, but I also can't think of a future with you anymore. And you don't deserve anything else.
Ish, breaking your own house, one brick at a time.
YOU ARE READING
Reverie
Poetry~ if not between the lines, where else can I find my peace? ~ Trigger warnings applied || Poetry Collection ||
