Back-breaking | March 23, 2025 (21:36) |

is this the lightest my heart had been?

floating in my body, missing an orbit. 

your mom unintentionally spilled wax on me,

said my picture still displays itself in your wallet, my gift.

even our picture frames,

if you removed me in everything in two days,

how can you not discard it? 

so i wondered, did we really fall apart?

or do you still want my heart?

i love how funny you are,

even after you, 

i still have to figure out what to do.

how do you admire someone from afar,

after two years of wearing the cast,

forgot it's never meant to last.

abide by the rules of society,

a rule-breaker found love in ruining me.

all my pieces are building up her smile,

afraid it'll outlive my insurmountable rise.

still i wonder, did we really fall apart?

wasn't it hard to dismantle the person you built from missing parts? 

will you remember all the stormy Mondays,

the blackout sleepovers and long stays,

i would've stayed

we could've stayed

you should've stayed. 

but you know too much about life.

you seem to go to an occult place at night.

i should know more too, about living life.

i seem to go and wait for the searcher of my hide.

and i wonder, did we really fall apart?

or does he still want my heart?

i loved how fickle you are. 

i woke up early on a monday,

removed all your friends in my hidden social,

the shittiest sent back a request

why does it feel like he's someone you sent?

does it feel wrong not watching me?

does she feel wrong in replacing me?

i stopped asking you to be mine,

i rot in my room with that back-breaking pride.