it hangs like the breath

from my lips

wet and uncomfortable and paused midway, yet

somehow, i wanted to reach out.

"please don't forget me."

the words

never left my throat.

all i can do is hide

curl up into myself

and stick a piece of paper on my face.

(i guess the crude facial expressions drawn on it changes sometimes.

sometimes, it smiles and laughs enough for it to be a joke.

but most of the time, i guess, it's hard. cold. empty.)

"leave me alone."

that's what comes out instead

and without looking back

i assume you do

because i don't want to get

hurt again.

at some point, you became like

one of "them".

one of those who could

mean something to me.

i was scared, but

at the same time

there was some stupid hope in me

and i thought that maybe

just maybe

things would turn out different for once

i know it's hard

and stupid

to keep on doing this.

(even more so, because no one gets anything out of it.)

a sigh escapes my lips.

the stars fall once again

through the midnight blanket

i wonder if they're lonely too.

and as they shine above us

i turn to you and say

"please don't forget me"

and the stars burn on