three a.m thoughts
You are not mine,
yet my heart trembles at the thought of losing you.
We were never “us,”
yet somehow you live in every quiet corner of me.
I pretend I am fine
but your absence is loud.
You are like the wind
you brush against my soul,
soft, intoxicating…
and then you disappear,
leaving me reaching for something I cannot hold.
You are like silence
invisible, untouchable,
yet filling every space around me
until I can barely breathe without feeling you there.
You are like a dream
I never want to wake from
beautiful enough to ruin reality,
fragile enough to vanish by morning.
And the cruelest part is this
I am terrified of losing you…
when you were never really mine to lose.
Still,
if you ever walk away for good,
tell me…
Why does it feel like
my heart will break
over something
that never even belonged to me?
yet my heart trembles at the thought of losing you.
We were never “us,”
yet somehow you live in every quiet corner of me.
I pretend I am fine
but your absence is loud.
You are like the wind
you brush against my soul,
soft, intoxicating…
and then you disappear,
leaving me reaching for something I cannot hold.
You are like silence
invisible, untouchable,
yet filling every space around me
until I can barely breathe without feeling you there.
You are like a dream
I never want to wake from
beautiful enough to ruin reality,
fragile enough to vanish by morning.
And the cruelest part is this
I am terrified of losing you…
when you were never really mine to lose.
Still,
if you ever walk away for good,
tell me…
Why does it feel like
my heart will break
over something
that never even belonged to me?
