incoherent thoughts of saturday—need sleep
up so late at night,
talking to you.
i came to the classroom early
just to open the blinds
and let some natural
light inside.
you quickly closed them
tight, and you said that
the sun bothered your
eyes, but we
had a nice conversation anyway.
up so late at night,
talking to you last year.
in february, you led me on,
and you felt bad,
but i didn’t care.
i wasn’t
pretty enough for
a boy like you.
we became honest.
we became better friends.
you and i,
on the other hand,
we became best friends.
totally unconventional.
up so late at night,
talking to you.
you became my
something—
you became my
everything.
you, you broke my
my heart
was broken,
all over the place
because of you.
i made myselfselfself
so so so strong,
then i unintentionally
fell in love with you.
you mended what was
broken
and ended my darkest
days.
i miss them, but i
i think that you
are
worth it.
i am
up so late at night
talking to you.
