Loneliness bit at me like the coldness of snow in 2008

How can I become bigger than my pain?

I am so much
I am too much
Too much everything
Clingy
Intense
Quiet
Loud
And I’m simultaneously somehow
Still not enough

Realisation always knocks late,
followed by regrets creeping in,
ought to be carried for a long time,
destroying us little by little each day.

The greatest one I bear now,
making me die a little each day,
is that I let you go, not knowing,
leaving was a decision you'd regret.

Clutching my chest
I can’t breath
I can’t see
I can’t be
Me

why
AAHHHHHHH!
am i
AAAHHHHHHHH!
still here?
AAAAHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
...
oh right
...
i succumb to fear

we met again,
two strangers,
carrying the same memories.

time stopped too,
when our eyes met,
whispered hello.

but this time,
we walked away,
knowing the future.