The truth is,
you lied...

The saddest part of life
is that people gotta heal from love...

I love you enough to try again.
I love myself enough to hesitate...

We built a house from splinters and sparks,
twelve years of weather held together by wanting...

I still remember
the night everything broke...

Now I catch myself
Counting time by how long til...

I still love your ghost
But I do not feed the ache...

You checked my phone like you were hunting for...

You say you’re just waiting,
waiting for me...

Truth is, I still love you,
in the quiet ways I don’t admit out loud...

I don’t regret meeting you.
I regret how long I stayed...

I like to have things under my control,
I lose my head when I don’t...