i have loved you from a distance, when that love was reciprocated. and i have loved you while being centimeters from your lips. and now, i still do, from a distance once again. it is not reciprocated. it is not a mutual feeling anymore. but i still do. this love is undying, painful in the most beautiful way possible. and i will continue to do it, i will continue to wish you the best with everything you ever told me you dreamed of, and everything i do not get to know about anymore. because that is what i do. i am good at loving you. whether you are mine or not. a love so strong, i can carry it on for the both of us, forever. here i am, here i remain, loving you with every little string my heart is made.

i hope my absence gives you the peace my love apparently never could

Scars

“I was always ashamed to take. So I gave. It was not a virtue. It was a disguise.”