four walls;.

"march 13th, 2020"

-sun, 28 feb the clock strikes 1:55 and she knows how soon it is

"so one year anniversary aha"

it'll soon be a year since her life was thrown around it'll be a year since she's been here here in her four walls

staring

wasting away

she's been alone for so long she's starting to find it comforting

though, she knows it's like a trap

like salt that looks so sweet from side but once you give into, it burns your tongue and throat

she can't even bring herself to meet her friends she wants to but she doesn't think she can

how long will this continue how long will her heart ache

and how many anniversaries will there be

she smiles, painfully and with remorse

but isn't life a tragic love story

a story that will warm your heart but warm it up too late. you'll cry and kick while reading it, but only once it's gone you'll say 'oh, beautiful the book it is'

so she seeks for everyone for everyone to notice the beauty

the beauty in the sorrows and the beauty in the pain

she might sound crazy but she's learnt to love to love

to love through all her numbness 'cause even if the tears won't fall she'll still be broken but she'll pick you up and call you sunflower

so she stares at her four walls waiting for the day to see you

for the day she'll be able to teach you teach you to love but until then she'll mark the anniversaries and smile

"it'll be one year soon"

one year since she's been alone one year since she's left you and you left her

and not because of death or distance

but because of her four walls;.