Watching myself disappear is one of my favorite pastimes

Let’s play a game, where you fall in love, and it means nothing at all

No matter how much you feel , it will always dissipate like mist on a Sunday morning

Nobody knows when, or how, but it will die, just like the flowers sitting in a vase on our living room table

I used to feel my existence solid, a weight that grounded me

Now I feel pieces of myself floating away in everything I put my heart into

Yes, it meant something to me, but is that enough?

It didn’t mean anything to you, the time we spent together was just

A week into my eternity

While I shout into the void and watch everyone else breathing, living

And I can feel my cells disintegrate, as I lose every trace of meaning in my soul

It leaves pieces behind in the eyes of those I’ve loved

It seems you can warn someone of your fragility, and they will still handle you with no care

Maybe the world is just selfish, maybe everything is black and white and I’m the only thing still real

I touched you and I felt rainbows there on my once-blank canvas

Feeling nothing was no longer an option

But the colors disappeared just like everything else

I knew you would leave

I just didn’t know it would be so soon

I didn’t even get a chance to appreciate the colors you had put there

Before they faded away

See, you can love with all your heart, and it can mean nothing at all

You cannot put your feelings into people and expect them to be safe

They will destroy you

Every time

And when it’s over, you are the only one who will ever even care

To everyone else, you are disappearing

Every day

Just