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‎♡⃕ ◡‌ ˚◞♡ ━━━━ poetry = my heart. 

‎♡⃕ ◡‌ ˚◞♡ ━━━━ oh sweet boy.. i shouldn't even be your sister. 

‎♡⃕ ◡‌ ˚◞♡ ━━━━ To the tired souls, to the souls that desire peace, I tell you: the path to peace would be close if you weren't so foolish, but it's not your fault. How can we imagine that misfortune consumes us? It's okay, sweet heart. You don't always have to be here. It wasn't your fault that you killed yourself inside so that people would love you more. It wasn't your fault that you changed too much because people didn't see the best in you. But I see, because who has never felt melancholic? Who has never felt betrayed? Who has never seen their life pass by like a gray film where only memories exist. Take my eyes so you can see how wonderful you are. 

‎♡⃕ ◡‌ ˚◞♡ ━━━━ I loved you. 

‎♡⃕ ◡‌ ˚◞♡ ━━━━ Doesn't my name sound strange? We are strangers, I didn't used to say that but now I do. Poor girl, may your nights be happy. 

‎♡⃕ ◡‌ ˚◞♡ ━━━━ You took my heart and crushed it. When you look at the stars under the black skies you will remember, and you will cry or perhaps no emotion will leave your face. There will be no answers to your questions, there will be no voice, there will be no name. I will be a stranger from now on, and you will not even remember my face, you will see only a haze of what I used to be. You will call out my name and see only a figure disappear and then you will know: I never existed, I was a figment of your imagination, your lovely imagination. Oh my dear, I loved and cherished you more than you could ever imagine, can you see that? 

‎♡⃕ ◡‌ ˚◞♡ ━━━━ My heart starts to hate you, but not the hate that burns with anger, but the hate that hurts. I just wanted a direction, a truth and I got silence and shattered rose petals like my heart used to be or like it usually is. My pride doesn't allow me to go back, much less continue, I know it hurts like knives are going into my chest. But it hurts more knowing that the one holding that knife was you!