i stopped sleeping at night
i still wait for a goodnight
from you, that i know
will never come
and so its 5.21 am
and i still confuse raindrops
with bullets,
i still hear your voice
within the shatters of my window,
i still think of you
and the bothering fact
that you will never dream of me
and when you told me
you were lonely
i laughed
because i have been so silent
so alone
that the floor creaks
and even the ghosts
around me
flinchdarling
since you left
i have feared my heart
the way it starts
and stops
starts
and stops
what if it decides
to give up on me
the way you have?but maybe one day
ill be able to look into your eyes
without my heart beating so hard
against my chest
that my ribs break
and maybe one day
i can bear the fact
that you have left me
not only because you can
but because you wanted to-emily d johnston (:3)