up late, till dawn
there’s no mistaken that you’re gone.
droped out of sight.
faster than the approaching midnight.
shivering in a cold sweat.
next to the impression you left in my bed.
you hushed me as i fell asleep.
keeping in promises of you being there for me.
how could any of this be you?
not like this.
i wasn’t supposed to be some one night trist.
but how could i not?
i guess this is my constant punishment for the fairy tales made up in my head.
this pillow feels like lead.
beating down on me.
raining of the words that were so clear.
or so i thought.
i hide my face under my covers, distraught.
a blow to the chest.
there is no rest for the battered and broken.
i am sending this in hopes of it reaching you.
if it does.
talk to me.
even if just in passing.
say the words.
"i never really loved you.
it was only your body that i need to keep me warm, now i’ve moved on and you should too.
someday, someone will truly love you.
give it time.
don’t look too hard for it or you may miss your chance.
i say this from my heart, or what is left.”