watch me fall apart

there always seems to be so much i want to say when the moment comes

the temporary good-bye that feels like the last and final good-bye

i'm glad you don't notice the tears each and every time 

even i don't know what to do with myself at times like these

i see myself running away, to try and escape the memory of the good-bye
of the pang of pain, that strikes so incredibly deep; into the core of my being

but your scent always lingers, holding stronger than the stifled memory

it's then i fear, with every fiber within me, that i truly love you

"i tried to forget

but you grew roots around my ribcage

and sprouted flowers

just below my collarbone

all day i pluck their petals

but i have not yet ascertained 

whether you love me or not"