Sleepless, I Shouldn't be Here.

i'm not your's anymore.

i've known that for some time, but i think my loneliness stepped in the way of my inner voice.
she was shouting that "he's not good for you anymore" but my loneliness just whined "oh but he's my past, can't he be my present; my future?"

i waited 7 years for you to tell me that i am beautiful, 7 years. that's far too long. but when you whispered it, like a secret you didn't want the rest of the world to know, i believed you. then you said you loved me, and i melted. but when the heat wore off.. i was left with you.


and you are not the beautiful soul that i created in my heart..