♥ twenty nine ♥

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there's a clock inside of me.
a countdown to when you'll love me back.

the hands have been stuck for quite some time now.
the glass is long shattered.
shards litter my heart.
every so often, they'll stab me.
just as a reminder.

more broken glass fills me up every time i cry over you.
i wonder if one day i'll choke.

i've tried to pull out the clock so i can fix it, smash it, destroy it.
but it is entangled within my heart.
the clock will never be ticking again.
because you don't have a clock in your heart.
you're lucky.
i'm not mad at you, though.

i would let the shards stab me thousands of times before i would hurt you in any way.
i would rather choke on glass shards, filled with longing, desperation, and tears cried late at night when no one can hear.
i would take all the pain for you.

i just wish i could hear my clock ticking again.

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