Do you ... like she does?
Beneath the chandelier
of stars and the atmosphere
She lies in the hot and cool air
of the summer night
Her head tilted
her eyes casted up to the sky
She tries to count
the millions of stars
And can't help but wish
you were here with her
Or that you were one of the stars lighting up the night
That you could light up the darkness that's become her life.
She wonders,
like a thousand times before
Do you miss her
not only when you're free
but also when you're in a hurry, when you're late for work like she does?
Do you miss her as you close your eyes to sleep?
Do you miss her as you hum along to your favourite lyrics?
Do you think of her with every breath you take like she does?
Do you wish you could be breathing the same air as her right now, like she does?
Are you watching the stars, like she is? Wishing she could just be one of them, like she does?
That she could at least be a star far up in the sky, even if untouchable, just as long as your eyes can see her, like she does?
Do you wake up in the middle of the night, feeling like there's hot candle wax being poured in the deepths of your heart because she's not there with you?
As she closes her eyes, feeling the burning regret for every word she ever said, for all the pain she could've saved herself, she can't help but wonder;
Do you feel the painful ice cold regret freezing you from the inside out for all the words you never said, all the things you could have told her? For never opening those beautiful lips and asking her to stay.
Do you tell yourself in between the tears, that you don't care, that you don't miss her? And that you're better off without her like she does?
Do you hear the loud whisper of your stubborn heartbeat, thudding like an earthquake beneath your chest, refusing to let go, hoping hopelessly? Holding on to nothing?
Do you close your teary eyes, open your mouth and whisper to the greenness of the grass your back lays on, silently begging her to come back...to be here, like she does?
Do you clutch your phone so tight to the verge of breaking it, trying to stop yourself from calling her?
Do you type a text to her every five minutes just to delete it after you're done?
Do you?
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