It is another kind of heartbreak to realize that I still haven’t found the soul I am searching for in the person, I hoped so much would reflect my perception of perfection after spending so much time searching in empty faces and beliving that this one has a heart that would mirror my own Just to see they are just another empty face in the crowd of lost lovers I got lost in as well Only this time I painted their face so it is easier to pretend and hold onto something that isn’t even there It is so tiring to search without finding or find without keeping because even if they leave it wouldn’t be their missing that would hurt but knowing that nothing has changed I am still on my journey through empty faces until finding the other wanderer who searches for a face in so much emptiness as well
Allow yourself to heal Your life is not dedicated to suffering and pain You are allowed to feel delighted You are allowed to love to be loved to be loved by yourself
numbness became a second skin my brain seems quiet yet too loud in its silence and wherever I am there is nowhere to be my heart is trapped inside of my mind thoughts float heavy through my veins exchange my blood with what is left to survive the night the day the losing in between
I want to find my comfort in you instead of building a place to call it a home only to see it collabs on the fragile ground which I misunderstood as stable because they told stories about love and its fiction instead of the truth its pleasure on destruction
I got lost in your sheets in the tightness of your arms in the rhythm of your breath in the warmth of your heart
yet I found myself in love a place of tenderness I found myself with you a place of lost and found
You can’t make a home out of a person
and at the end, it’s all I wanted to make you my home fill your body with my spirit fill my soul with your love to find me in your mirroring eyes I wanted to make a home out of you feel your presence next to mine breath your air which filled your lungs once and now fill mine
And still no matter how hard I tried to make a home out of you to hold on to the idea of what we could be you were never mine you were never my home no matter how hard I tried because you can’t make a home out of a person
“I am going to change, I promise” I never knew that changing could mean leaving Maybe not even you knew Maybe no one could
I saw that; I saw you How you kept your promise of changing How you and your mind drifted away every day a little bit more a little bit more away from me away from staying
I changed to stop you from leaving No matter how similar we may be Our words may sound the same But changing never meant leaving to me
Like I never meant home to you
I desired to learn so many things
Like trusting, instead of searching affection in your night sky eyes
Like loving, instead of rushing only to control and not to lose
Like healing, instead of hurting myself and everyone I feel around
Like being thankful, instead of sorry for all the words which leave my mouth
Like living, instead of dying with every day I waste for nothing
Like living, like living like living time as easy as you do
Why do you feel so alive?
A farewell does not always feel like one
It can wear a mask of a new beginning, a new chapter
“Let's stay friends”
I am fine with that
as long as I can keep your ghost next to me
as long as I can hear your voice
as long as I can keep your heart
as long as you can keep mine
Look at me
Look at me, with the eyes I used to see myself in
Look at me, don’t you feel anything?
Nothing at all?
No
A lie I tell you
to hide my feelings, my desires
to hide me from you
I am floating in the lake of love
I created with my missing tears
I don’t have anything to hide My shadows are enlightened My words are spoken What are your secrets? Show me your ghosts the demons you try to drown every night in the liquid you call solution
about thoughts, time, losing and finding, feeling and living, falling and healing and of course bittersweet love♡
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