pointless poetry

letter to self

it is 00:43

i'm waiting for his text back.

now 00:45

time goes by,
so does he.

i said this story would only keep going if i, by any slim chance, found myself falling for him;
i realized i was lost in him for a while and was aware too late, not able to lift myself up.

00:56
this is my letter to self,
i'll never be the same.

thanks to you