I was too young to soothe my fears,
So, I allowed them to be louder that my certainties,
Believing that the walls I raised
Protected me,
But I was too young to understand love…
And so, here I am,
Defeated…
Your name still beats inside my chest,
It takes the nights away,
it rises with me in the mornings…
it breathes with me…
and sometimes it cries with me,
when your memories whisper to my ears:
he never loved you.
All my silences give the same answer:
I loved him…
and it was enough for my soul.
But my silence,
is a silence you cannot read,
Words never written…
Stories with no end…
Sometimes I wish,
I had confessed,
That I wasn’t happier without you,
But I was too young to understand love.
And so,
Here I am,
Regretting the times
I allowed my anger
to be the leading voice of my fears,
believing it made me stronger…
but I am not strong without you.
There is an end,
I never reached,
And a confession hiding
under the fingertips of my illusions…
waiting to be written…
I still love you,
Despite all my tries
To erase your name from my heartbeats…
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