I never meant to stop talking about things most people find weird and a waste of time;
I never meant to stop giving excitement to every new insights and ideas I, too, never expected to have said and written;
I never meant to leave the conversation hanging with questions I, too, want to ask;
I never meant to end the ones created by us which makes me speechless everytime I want to take it a little deeper than it already is;
I never meant to think you're leaving what I assumed to be true but me being incompletely sure of what you're thinking nor what you're feeling;
I never meant to end the conversations with a blank stare and a frustrating feel;
I never meant to stop drinking the same cup of coffee we can share with different perspectives;
I never meant to be the person who tries to live like most do;
I never meant to make things seems awkward and unopen;
I never meant to think less of myself everytime no more replies are left to be sent and answers to be spoken of;
I never meant to choose not talking anymore because I feel like a burden along with you're own;
I never meant to be so anxious, yet again, of how you might think of me 'cause I don't want to add up the intensity of how you feel messed up with your life;
I never meant not to say a lot more than I used to;
I never meant to be part of the bleakness of your life dominated much of the darkness I once fed;
I never meant to be part of the life you're living now 'cause maybe some pieces in your life should have never involved me;
I never meant to tell you this...
...'cause you'll never know.
A part of me breaks with every day that passes and yet the world revolves much faster than I can adapt to;
Broken souls we are;
Healing wounds that started to scar;
I really never meant to be this kind of me, I too, won't ever really understand.
©️ 09.20.2018