Im afraid of being alone,
that’s why I’m staying.
But why do I feel like it wouldn’t make a change
if I left.

What would change?
When now I’m already feeling lonely.
It would be the same
But different emptiness.

But maybe it wouldn’t last forever.

Why are you leaving me alone?
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know my thoughts are hurtful?

You used to be my safe place,
now I don’t even look there.

So where are you now.
Sleeping tight in your bed,
while I’m writing this.
Not a single thought going through your mind.
While I’m trying not to break.
While I’m thinking I won’t be able go wake up.
While I’m going through my memories.
While I’m hurting myself almost like you are.

You are not my home,
because my home is a chaos.
You are not in my head,
because you are not lost.
You don’t know my heart,
because you should only know happiness.
You are not beautiful like words,
because they cannot describe you.
You are not my everything,
because you are not mine,
you are just everything.