The Falling Stars

⋆𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘴⋆

Lying down, on a hospital bed.

"How'd I end up here?" I ask myself.

My dried up eyes, the thoughts in my head.

I live a story only someone else can tell.

It started with a simple knock.

A knock on the walls I'd built around me.

It broke the silence I'd heard for so long.

Through a blurry window, it was you I could see.

Unlike the rest, I didn't tear my walls down,

Instead, you helped me keep guard.

In exchange, we drove away my frown.

And chased my nightmares away, real far.

I wasn't used to such company,

And you respected that to some extent.

So when I said you couldn't stay with me.

You sought to build a bridge instead.

We built a bridge, to join our homes.

And indeed, that's where our hearts were,

You came to me, during all the rain, hail and snow.

And tried to relieve me from my hurt.

I shared my weight with you, more and more.

And you heard all my sop stories under the moonlight.

You never spoke, perhaps I couldn't hear you anymore.

But turns out you had buried your voice.

I should've looked beyond myself,

And should have held you tight.

I should have at least listened to your problems,

And assured you that it would be alright.

But I didn't, so I don't know why,

You still held on, and never let go.

You stayed, but though you think I didn't try.

I tried, but love isn't something I know how to show.

Then I realized, you had another bridge too.

A bridge built to a place familiar.

A place that belonged to a person I knew.

Who made me build my walls even higher.

It hurt me deep to know,

That you shared a bond with someone else.

I guess that's when I chose to let go.

And break down our bridge all by myself.

Tears fell, as my head filled with your laughter,

As I tore apart something we'd made.

I don't know what happened after.

But the warmth in my heart slowly started to fade.

The moon that shines so brightly.

Is no more than the lights in the emergency room.

To fix something that was hurting badly,

But turns out you were there too.

Suffering more than what I had suffered,

Crying more than I had cried.

I saw you, looking like a disaster.

I had broken more than just the bridge that night.

I want to say 'sorry' but that's just a word.

I know it could really never ever.

Make up for how much you've hurt.

But I wish you'd allow me to make things better.

I'll listen to you, even if it's the last.

I know, above all, I'm unforgivable,

I know I've scarred your past.

I know when you leave; at least I'll have something memorable.

If I knew your other bridge was built,

Just to help me lower my walls.

I wouldn't have been left with so much guilt,

And there'd be something left for us after all.

Here I am, at what's left of your wall, standing guiltily.

I'll knock softly, and I'll understand if you won't open up.

But here you are, standing in front of me,

Smiling and pulling me into hug.

Maybe it was you, maybe it was me,

I'll love you more than I've loved anybody.

You've forgiven me, and loved me.

So I sought to build back the bridge of destiny.

~LonelyComets 

7.05.18

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Another story in the form of a poem XDDD it's something about imaginary friends, like the friends you make in your head, especially when you're small.... because they're probably the only ones who'll stay by your side no matter what XD

Anyhow... I hope you'll like it! Vote and comment if you liked it!!

(And jeez I know... it's one hella long poem XD)

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