If I were to wish upon a star I would wish for you to feel how much I love you, To truly feel in your entire being All of my emotions, old and new. Instead as that cannot be possible, The technology our century has failed to bring, words will explain how my love is as if gravity’s forces, strong and incredible Are ​ pulling​ me ​ and ​ pushing me toyou. My love for you is so real, but others say we are ‘too young to fall in love’ My question to them: ‘is love’s strongest bay Really just waiting for the right age?’ It is silly and so my heart disagrees, Therefore, simply put, all truth, no tease, I love you now and forever is my heart’s reprise.

The strenuous start of the day accumulates my whole body with dread. My eye lids push their way open giving my eyes a few short moments to accustom to the intense brightness of the day. Even though, my room is much darker than you would expect for a summer’s morning.

I would say that when finally fully awake, I begin to realise what the day marks. But I never sleep deep enough to have any control over my subconscious mind, my thoughts are already consumed. Full.

The thoughts in my head turn to mush. Watered down liquid. I always imagin that if my forehead was a window, you would see them spilling over leaving my brain to drown. Empty.

I turn towards my right and a cold, blank vacancy absorbs my vision. Who knew your heart could not only break once, but continue to shatter a thousand times, every day.

Time stretches for miles, as though the End will never come, untouchable. Yet, as I see the seconds tick by they forever stay stuck. Giving me a thousand nights in one day. But the End was so close once and has take everything away. He plummets his hands into your chest and doesn’t care if he breaks a rib or two. He claws to find your organ of essence and pierces the flesh with a lasting wound that cannot be healed. He clenches onto the pulsing tissue and rips it from its cage. The raw moment agonising every second that is to come and I surrender in compliance.

For my heart shatters a thousand times each day I’m not with him.