you were my best friend
the one i turned to
when things went right
and when shit got rough
my deepest thoughts
that most times even i didn’t understand
you always listened
and didn’t run
when i was complicated
why can’t i keep you?
i understand things are different now
i get it.
i guess i’m just weird
for still caring
and thinking you’d actually
remain significant in my life
silly me
to think what we had was different
and strong enough
to survive this
this is the end
of you and i
i won’t fight the memories
but instead lose myself
in their beauty
even though it hurts
in this moment
i still feel the unique spark
you lit inside of me
and grew to love
more than anything i ever knew
the sounds and smells, and sunsets, and the real moments
that left me fucking breathless
dreaming of our future
we swore we’d build together
your long eyelashes blink at me
that smile now spreading across your face
that i didn’t do anything to deserve
existing was enough
that fucking smile
that left me feeling light
and like i could do anything
but i realize now,
that what you left behind
is a better me
someone who wants to be better
than i used to be
i feel like i can do anything