- and god knows you tried // s.t
i was sixteen when i gave you my heart.
i say gave; in reality, you stole it from me
you ripped it from my chest
and watched as i desperately tried to stitch the skin closed again.
but that's okay.
you see, i was captivated by your eyes.
and i, for a second, believed you were captivated by mine.
in september, the nights got colder; the end was nearing
and i could already feel frostbite numbing my fingertips
and your scarf was beginning to muffle your voice.
i've never had the best hearing.
maybe that's why you thought i didn't listen.
maybe that's why you decided enough was enough.
but the thing is
you were my moon and my stars.
but now you're gone...
and the sun can finally rise again.