You don't know what you mean to me
I'm wasting my time
I'm aware of this but I can't stop caring
You're everything
You're nothing
I'm walking forward blindly
Filled with false hopes that I shouldn't trust
But the dread in my stomach isn't enough to make me turn back
I love you
I'm worried about you
It doesn't matter though
You are a closed book to me
A myriad of pages written in another language that I can only pray to one day understand
I'm still trying
I'll never stop
I've adopted your pain as my own
You're dragging me down with you
Blissfully unaware of the anchor attached to your soul
You're so special
I want to be special too
But I never will be
I'm just a faint blip on your radar
And I'm trying to convince myself that I'm fine with that
I'm here
I always will be
- starr
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Starfall (Poetry)
Poetry"Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets." - Arthur Miller A messy collection of poems written in my formative years. 2016 - 2018 ~~~ Trigger warnings may apply to some of these. Completed
