where's my mind / poetry, oneshots etc.

heartbreak at midnight / poem

it's almost midnight
and i'm thinking about you
about how we held hands at the cinema,
and went to coffee shops and looked at the lizards at the pet shop.

maybe that's all gone now.

i don't know anymore.
you're being too vague.
too dismissive.
it's like you,
but it isn't.

maybe i regret the tears
i spilt for you.
maybe i regret the sobs
i muffled into my pillow.
maybe you aren't you anymore.
maybe i need to accept that.

but still,
i am going to miss the warmth of your palm
and your laugh
and how your eyes shine
when you look at lizards and rabbits.

and it's almost midnight
and i am crying into my pillow
and all i can think about is
you
and six words

(remember when i told you that six is my unlucky number and you smiled so softly?)

are resounding in my mind:

friends can break your heart too.