you wouldn't notice either way.
Couldn't help you with your pain,
but always hoped that you were safe.
It took hours of silent phone calls
for me to finally realise that just because you
act with the best of intentions,
it doesn't necessarily mean that you can't be wrong.
but all you thought of was the cage.
Praying for the sun,
beneath my ribs you sat in shade.
You were my little bird and I saw fit to clip your wings,
and then resented you because
for me you never chose to sing.
the hallways echoed with a growing doubt
that we would never make it out of the Hell
that we created.
because we'd lay together but were still alone.
Desperate for the warmth of someone's
comfort but not our own.
We were always vacant,
we spoke until our throats were sore.
Our hearts lay on the bedroom floor, and
one was mine,
but both were yours.
I had chewed them all into my tongue.
Your negligence has left me frail.
I never asked to fall in love so young.
but I've still got so much to say.
I hope to God that you are sleeping well,
I hope that someday you will ache the way I ache.