Some people feel the rain. Others just get wet.
You should not
have to rip yourself
into pieces to keep
it killed me when you left, and I’ve been dead ever since.
Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see life with a clearer view again.
You are not accidental. The world needs you. Without you, something will be missing in existence and nobody can replace it.
If you leave, please stay gone
I don’t think you understand that you can literally rip my heart out and stomp on it and I’ll apologize for getting your shoes dirty.