"1. You were the type of girl someone stays up for when they have a fever
wiping your head with a damp cloth making sure you’re okay.
2. You were the type of girl who could make you forget a bad day with your stupid laugh.
3. You were the type of girl people write poems for.
4. See I would dip my hands into infinity and give you my heart
Infinity doesn’t seem too long a wait for you.
5. I would nail my heart on the night skies hoping that people admire it.
Maybe to spite you.
Or maybe to let you know that no matter how far we were…
I’m here. Under the same sky.
6. You made me tired of wiping your tears with my words and not my hands.
7. Seven. That’s how many letters there are in your name.
Go on. Check. This is all for you. If you looked close from the start,
You’d know this is all for you.
8. You were the type of girl I wanted to buy a cat with…
9. I’ve become so familiar to the ticking of the clock in your room
10. I just loved the way your cheeks would almost burst smiling when I spoke to you.
 
Ten. Talking about your smile makes me lose focus
Ten. After remembering your smile ten things aren’t enough
Ten. I wanted to know how beautiful your heart sounded when it’s beating next to me
Ten. I wanted there to be an “our child"
Ten. You used to make my face warm
Ten. I have never seen someone’s eyes outshine the brightest stars in the sky
Ten. I think the stars are jealous of you
Ten. I think of your voice when I wake up to birdsong
Ten. How beautiful is it then when I force myself to pray on time, I think of you?
Ten. Alhamdulillah
Ten. I was intrigued by your flaws
Ten. I wanted to make you tea and coffee before you wake up and blow on it because it’s too hot until it’s just right for you to sip
Ten. I wanted to look at the stars with you. My own star
Ten. You know more secrets than the walls in my bedroom
Ten. The sky wasn’t the limit for us. But we were both afraid of heights
Ten. You said you like people too easily. Was I a phase or was it real? I’m tired of being used for target practice
Ten. Arrows hurt
Ten. Our life isn’t The Notebook
Ten. I’m sorry for all of this. I’m not trying to make you come back
Ten. I’m not scared of the monsters inside me or the monsters in the dark anymore. But now I’m afraid of the monsters that walk past everyday with a pretty smile and a gentle heart
Ten. I used to belong.
 
I’ve stopped being and now I just long for you."
- not a poem, letters from big bean (via homet0wn)

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