My eyes still weep for
those memories lost to a
warm and distant past

7:22 PM
16/10/19

I am encased in oppressive flesh,
Tissues that restrict my transcendent nature.

If it weren’t for this burdensome cage
I’d evaporate and roll over the city with the clouds.

Right in the middle of my chest is my heart. It's beating. Since the day I was born. Since the day I met you.

Sometimes you are happy, so I can hear my heart beating in my chest. It wants to break through. It wants you to hear it. It wants you to see it.

Sometimes you are sad, so I can hear my heart beating in my chest. It wants to break through. It wants you to feel loved. It wants you to feel happy.

Sometimes you don't know the way, so I can hear my heart beating in my chest. It wants to break through. It wants to guide you. It wants to be your light.

But you don't care.
You use my heart and beat it up.
You use my heart and leave it.
You use my heart and break it.
You use my heart until it's bleeding, so I can't hear my heart beating in my chest.
It's beating so low.

Am I alive anymore?

Lying here alone. In an empty room. Thinking about you.
I never saw you. I never met you. I never spoke to you.
But my heart is calling for you. My eyes are looking for you. My mind is dreaming of you.

But I am a stranger to you.

You never saw me. You never met me. You never spoke to me.
But still, my heart is callling for you.

It's aching with loneliness.

The day we'll meet, you will know my name. You will know my story. You will know my pain.
But 'till that day comes, I am lying here alone.
In an empty room.
Thinking about you.