I wrote this long ago, maybe a year, and I had completely forgotten about it, but then I was going through an old notebook. I found it and I think it's brilliant. I'm not trying to be conceited or anything, but I do think it's one of my better works.
But I never go to the depths of it
Because it would be hard to tell you that you are my sun when it's raining
And that I think you're one of the most beautiful creatures I've met
I think it would be hard to explain why the tightness in my chest goes away when you're here
And why I am being suffocated in your absence
I know you will not understand
Why the bad thoughts come and go again as the cycle of thinking about you goes on
Or that you are the only one who knows how to save me but just hasn't completed the task
You are what makes the oceans stop churning, destroying my lungs
You are what makes my ribcage burn when I'm alone
Because you could never love me like I love you
And while I try, I simply cannot accept that
But you argue, you tell me that its not true
You say you love me
But you don't
You never did
You never do.
I love you.
Because you are my sun when it is raining
And you were the first person who ever managed to make me feel like maybe I can do some good.