daisy ☹ niall horan [au]

eight - my reply 4

Niall,

      There’s no point in trying to convince me of something that I know is a lie.

i try and tell myself,

“you’re not alone,”

yet when i get in bed at night

my sadness envelopes me

            rather than my blankets

and my head is propped up

by a monster of thoughts

            rather than my pillow

and by the weight in my chest,

it feels as if the mattress is laying on top of me

            rather than the latter

and all i know through

this confusion

is when i sit up

and take a look around

the only person there

            is me

and the only person who cares

            is me

and the only person who understands

            is me

and

gosh,

am

i

alone.

[g.h.]

      -Daisy

      “So then, what does he make you feel?”

      “I thought I answered that question already?”

      “No, you didn’t. I asked you at first how the letter made you feel, but how does this boy make you feel?”

      “He makes me feel...”