The House Of Cards We Called Home

I never realized until I noticed a part of me had dissolved in the intoxication of you. That missing piece was never mine— it had always belonged to you. I never noticed how my sleep slipped away into an ocean of thoughts I couldn’t solve. I wrapped myself in your thoughts— thoughts that were not all true. I lost a part of me just to preserve the image of you, etched deep in my heart, in my soul, in my mind. I waited for an eternity for the silence to break, for the smile that never stayed. I clung to the last sweet melody that still echoes in my ears. I couldn’t break the wall you built around yourself to protect your heartbreak. A thousand times I tried and fell, But the longing to be called yours kept me chasing a million ways, to hold on to a beautiful delusion I built in my fairytale. I wish I could have a glance of your mysterious world. Instead, I built a house of cards, believing it could be our forever home— never noticing how it crumbled each day. Still, I kept collecting the pieces, like a hopeless soul thinking it had found its forever place. I never realized until I emptied myself just to carry your broken pieces as mine. I never realized I let you leave your fingerprints on my heart, knowing they would haunt me until my last breath. I lost a piece of myself just to keep the forever you.