This is what we're made of

Sometimes I miss you. Sometimes I don’t feel anything. Sometimes I look back and see nothing. Other times, I watch those tears rolling down my face. Sometimes I think it’s all over. Sometimes I think I can live without you. Other times I’m screaming your name to the world and you’re the only one who doesn’t hear me.

Sometimes I’m strong enough to ignore you. Other times, I can’t even think of letting you go. Sometimes I wish you were my ‘everything’. Other times I wish you were just the ocean blue.

Sometimes I can only imagine my life with you. I feel guilty and sorry for what I did, but it is always already ended. Sometimes I wish you are my first wish. Other times I can’t see you as a light.

You’re like the painter that colors my day. You’re the one who choose how to paint it.

I thought you were born to fill my empty spaces. Just to raise your arms and hug me with all your strenght and forbid me from running away from you. Sometimes I just can’t think.

Thank you, for being who you are.