I’m not clinging to you for support.

We’re separate, but together.

You’re here.

I’m near.

I’m leaving soon.

You say nothing.

What am I supposed to think?

I know you care, somehow.

You still say nothing.

We’re not in love.

But we make our own.

You seem careless and aloof.

I can’t read you.

It scares me.

I know you very little.

I have opened up, almost too much.

I can’t breathe.

I’m suffocating in my own thoughts

Can you hear me search you?

Can you see me whisper?

I’m lost and forgotten.

You are fabulous

You are great

You are far from perfect

As am I.

I am gone.

ruggerbish ruggerbish
22-25, F
Feb 15, 2010