i am one person in six billion. and i am convinced i am the only one who found out who you were. the only one who got that close, it’s so scary that we never realize that we never open ourselves up to anyone but one person. we let them into us. and they can so easily open our hearts and capture us. you end up sharing breaths, and you end up taking some of it away too. and then they’re able to close your heart up. so that you can’t even find it. i should’ve been afraid of you.
but i should’ve fought, i should’ve held on, not help push myself away, the way it happened. i should’ve gotten passed the drama and bullshit you piled up, i should’ve cleaned up the mess. but i was just a crying mess at your feet when you walked away.
one out of six billion and i think i touched your star. you let me, and i let you, and now..