The Struggle For Air

exists.

Having that bittersweet taste in my mouth
Reminiscing over yesterday.
Wondering how strong I thought I was.
How powerful I thought I was when I said I didn't want you
When I actually did.

You repeated the same vain you had five months ago.
I repeatedly doubted how amazing I was to you.
That there would be so much better.
Is there?

Once you throw something in the ocean, you expect for it to never see your soulful eyes again.
You came back though.
What was once lost in the ocean, found its way back home.

I try and try to burn your memories in my head.
Wishing I had a whiff of those beautiful forget-me-nots.

Your a poison just waiting to kill me.
As much as I tried staying away, your captivating lost, blues eyes caught me.

But in my case, I am only a young flower, not knowing anything about what atrocious feelings you give me.
Not the feelings newly weds get when they are alone together with a bottle of champagne next to them.
The feeling of belongingness
Security
Love?

For love, is a foolish thing no one feels anymore.

Maybe you did love me

Maybe you didn't

But when I speak for myself, I love you.

Have loved doesn't exist.

Have cared existed.