Will you be mine?
not for forever,
not for promises carved in time,
just for one fragile moment
where I don’t feel so alone?
I wanted to tell you
in the quiet spaces between our words
I’m not okay.
But you were always somewhere else,
somewhere I couldn’t reach.
And I kept waiting,
holding onto seconds like they meant something,
like maybe this time
you’d look at me
and actually see the storm I hide.
But you didn’t.
So my heart learned
how to break in silence,
how to fall apart gently
so no one notices the sound.
It’s strange
how I’d still choose you
even after feeling this invisible,
even after watching you
have no time for me.
So I ask again, softly
not for forever,
not for something perfect
just once…
will you stay long enough
to hear me say
I’m not okay?
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