You made me believe that it was possible to heal this emptiness I hold inside. But I guess that is what you call love. Trusting blindly even though you know some things can’t really be fixed. Maybe that’s why I let you squeeze my chest until it was nothing but a hollow cavity in my body, even though I knew I would never be able to breathe again.
The fire I once felt was extinguished and replaced by these dark ashes that keeps slipping into my lungs. And, just like an hourglass, my time here is running out.
The steady waves that once invaded my mind are no longer calm. Instead, the tides keep pushing my thoughts against the rocks of uncertainty that are now blocking my way, making it impossible to reach the shore.