You can hear it in the silence,
You can feel it on the way home,
You can see it with the lights out.
This small town never fails to baffle me even after years
of breaking me.
No one is brave enough to say it to my face but
I have changed
for the worse
and I am alive, yet to say I am alive
is to recognize that an agonizing death had happened here
and another life had lived instead
taking place of what was gone
because to call this changing, merely changing is a severe understatement.
I have been in countless darkness with countless strangers.
I have loved a person so much I can't bear to look at him anymore.
I have hated a person so much that I started sacrificing so much of myself for him.
I have comforted a person so much that every teardrop of hers
are now just another tear for me to catch.
I have left people for their flaws that I ended up taking their sins in my name.
What I'm trying to say is, tomorrow, you might not know me anymore
but I will remember that I have been here before
with you
and I
felt every passing moment deeply
that it became too much for me.
