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And then I woke up one morning
with my heart melting inside me.
My world stopped and suddenly
I can't remember how to breath.

And then I realized that it was
just my mind playing tricks on me.
Nothing is real.
You were never real.

And then the sun is setting.
I was lost.
You were gone.
Something beautiful just died.

Change of Season

Months ago,
you want me to change myself.
You want me to be different.
So I did.

Now you're asking me
to be my old self again.
Myself that I once loved.
But sorry, I won't.

Not because I don't want to.
But because I'm afraid
that it won't satisfy you again.
That it won't satisfy me too.