Love // Thought

February 4th

Just as other days do, this day holds significance. The day I was born.

But today, I don't feel any significance.

I'm up late with trepidation, fear, an anxiety within my heart because these secrets are hard to elude.

I'm thinking about your blue eyes. I'm thinking of everything you used to be, what we used to be.

I'm reminiscing of times where it was simpler, when I didn't know what "you" was.

How can I continue ? How can I shake off these demons I love but are only holding me down ?

How can I forget your voice when it's all that rings in my ears?