A/N: I haven't really posted anything in a while and that's okay because I don't have anything on-going or devoted fans or anything but I really wanted to post this piece. I kind of love it. Narcissistic I know but my muse decided I would be today so here it is and please tell me what you think. Lots about what you think. Please. I'll give you a cookie.
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So little
The sun outside hurts
my eyes.
Like I'm the one
who's dead.
The sound of laughter
makes my head pound.
Like I was never happy.
I watch people rushing
through the halls.
And wonder why they are
in such a hurry.
Don't they know
nothing matters anymore.
I remember once I loved
the sun.
I felt alive outside in
the world with you.
I used to laugh out
loud for no reason at all.
I was just so happy.
I used to almost run
through these halls.
I had somewhere
important to be.
I was always in a hurry
to see you.
I remember these
things.
So clearly I'm almost
sure they happened.
Like I was almost sure
when you first kissed me.
And I was almost sure
when you told me you loved me.
And I was almost sure
when I told you I would save you.
And I was almost sure
when I realized I was too late.
And I was almost sure
that I would die.
I loved music.
I think I was tone-deaf
all along.
I loved art.
I think I was color
blind all along.
I loved books.
I think I was
illiterate all along.
So what if I imagined you loved me all along.
I used to think there
was so much time.
Then time was stolen
away from you, us.
I once believe there
was so much love.
He loved you so he
destroyed you.
I thought there so much
to live for.
Now I want to die.
It's hard to believe
I thought there was so much.
And there turned out to be so little.