For Those Who Ask Me Why I Can't Get Over You

For those who ask me why I can't get over you

I live everyday like I'm not gon' see tomorrow
I still have gallons of memories that dissolve the sorrow
See I'm not gonna pretend like she never existed in my life
She made me fathom an illuminated future and I could boldly call her my wife
But everything happens for a reason
But every season,
I question myself if she ever existed at all..
The other day we sat in my room and she told me she needs space
I started clearing the room, I even accidentally removed my hope for tomorrow
The thin line is that, I can't get over someone who has something that belongs to me
That girl took sixty percent of my happiness

I always loved space. Planets, stars, the knowledge that there’s so much unexplored.
She was space.
Her eyes were filled with
stars, her back covered in constellations.
This girl,
Her hands could paint galaxies and her soul was a universe.
All i ever wanted was to explore her universe and I swear to God I thought I
could.
Now, when I look up at the night sky
and see the stars and the vast, black
unknown, all I can see is the trail of her face.
Tell me how can you get over something you see everyday,
Something that most kids wish to explore
I don’t love space anymore.
How could I love anything after loving her?

The day she left she said she needs some air
We were in a taxi,so I asked everyone inside to open the windows
I thought,
I thought that's what she meant, but she meant she can't be with me anymore
Because I am 100% carbon dioxide
But she was my oxygen on days when I seemed to suffocate
Poets have obsessive Compulsive disorder
We tend to repeat the same thing every time
Every time
Every damn time

I can't get over her because she was 99.9% beautiful
She smiled like a Whatsapp emoji
And her voice sounded like violins
I miss her,sometimes
And I don't want her back
Because sometimes its fun,
To watch from the sidelines
That's why they say "you should never confess to your crush"
Because fantasizing is fun,
But my situation is different;
I enjoy digging the buried hatchets
Trust me one day;
I will have to cremate them....

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