it took me a day to fall in love with you, but four days to realize you were incapable of being loved
First Day
I used to look at you believing the universe stitched you together with the same material used to create the stars but then I remembered stars burn out and nothing lasts forever. I thought we would.
Second Day
All those nights I spent staring at my ceiling, wishing we were looking up at the same one, were wasted. I no longer lose sleep over you.
Third Day
Looking back, I can’t remember why I ever loved you. Your eyes were dark like my favourite coffee, but I take my coffee bitter and it never fails to burn my tongue much like your scorching words.
Fourth Day
I think we fall in love, hoping it will fix everything. You’ve always liked the idea of “fixing me”, but I was never the broken one.
