I'm afraid that one day I will no longer remember the way you walk or the way you eat, or the way you write, the way you speak, or the way you tilt your head when you look at me, even the way you make your eyebrows meet. Or how you pull me closer, or hold my hands, or smell my hair, even the way it makes you jokingly wanna puke.

I'm afraid that one day I will no longer remember the taste of your lips, the shape of your face, the smell of your skin, the sound of your voice, the texture of your palms, the places of your scars, or moles, or your calluses.

I'm afraid that one day I will forget everything that matters..
*But the thing I fear the most is having to wake up one day
and feel forgotten.. by you.

Like a lion crying for a mouse's rescue
or a caged bird seeking for the sky,
I need you

Like a shore that dries up without the ocean
or the moon longing for the glimpse of the sun,
I miss you

Like a star I spent the night wide awake
searching for the right metaphor to say
but in the end I cannot conclude
for nothing compares
to
how
much
*I love you

"Five years of friendship, I don't think I have seen you cried."

"I honestly don't remember the last time I cried."

"That's a good thing then?"

"No. My tears are all dried up."

You have
silenced my demons;

Now you're one of them