You are the soft breeze on my face
The night sky that I nearly owned
You are the number of times I picked up my pen
And the sea I was finally able to calm

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I was mesmerized about the fact, that someone put so much thoughts into small things in life. But when I came to know more about her. I realised that she was always more mind and soul. She didn't settled for small talks. She talked about the world. Like she knew about it. Like she had to think about everything. Like she didn't wanted to miss a single thing. I think her anxiety comes from giving everything she had to the world and never getting anything in return. It was painful. To look at her only to realise that she was in pain. You could have touched her scars and cried.
I don't know what made her believe that love only arrives when she does something for it. Like she doesn't deserve love if she sits and wait for it. She used to ask for it like she wasn't giving it away every second. I don't know who made her believe that everything she did wasn't enough. Like her existence would not be appreciate. She cannot be loved if she's not ready to burn for it. Because I knew that she was always enough.

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I'll stuck up my tongue
To each word I wanted to hear
That you never said
I'll cross my fingers tightly
For every forced promise
To never let go of you
For this heart of mine knew
That it was meant to break
Just this one more time
I just hope it's okay
To feel that the only world of mine
Was never meant to stay
And I hope it's okay
That after losing all if it
I still want to hold your hands
And let you see the forever in me
I know it's never going to work
But I still want you to be
All of my smiles that's left
After every tear I never cried
I hope it's okay to love you
After feeling so lost with you

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