i was never your one and only,
just your temporary,
your momentary remedy,
to cure a heart full of melancholy,
but i am okay, (trying to be)
did not hate you in any way,
just sad that it ended as early as May.
the thoughts we whisper at night
are the thoughts we want
the world to hear the most
amidst this chaos
i always find calm
in your embrace
i am lost
in this whirlwind
of confusion
dizzy of all these
emotions
clean yet unclean.
i long for your touch
please hold my hand, don't let go
it makes me feel loved
