I’ve spit out lemon seeds in an attempt to consume sweetness

you with your muddled mind,

I'm aware that you are minuscule

practically invisible

in the grand scheme of it all

that even though your eyes

contain entire galaxies

upon the world we live in

you may as well be nonexistent

and yet

the beauty beneath your fingertips

is something worth fighting for

it's silly and staggering

the fact that nothing you do

will make any difference

but you

have the capacity to create

beauty out of heartbreak

and string feelings together

like a pearl necklace

and I know that it's all useless

but don't you think

the universe deserves

to contain your refrains

please allow yourself

to let it out

because I've been suffocating

on the unsaid

the unspoken

the unwritten

words

for far too long

and they

are fatal

from,

an instant of clarity and compassion which passed too fast