#zeisty's poetic hour

[electrozeistyking]

please don't tell me i'm about to lose someone i care for in a way i never wanted to experience again.

please don't tell me i'll never get to say yet another farewell. we'll always be here for each other, right?

please. let me open the door and reach out to you.

i can't bare the thought

of losing you, too.

[electrozeistyking]

i can only hope that you won't continue stinging yourself if you ever found these words.

i can only hope you'll never take this as a sign that i've stopped liking you, that i no longer care for you, that i've started to hate you completely, when i never have. not even in the slightest.

you're special to me. your always have been. i've never been one for giving people words through a keyboard anymore, writing and sending messages even to those i care for.

i still do sometimes. but i rarely ever initiate, unless need be. i guess it was foolish of me to expect you to come to me with your problems, to tell me about them so we could work them out together.

i promise you mean the entire universe and beyond. i hope you'll know that i care about you. i think about you more than you'll ever know, and i'll never mind it if you reached out to me.

you will never be annoying to me. even if you tell yourself this, i swear it's only the little voice that's been stung before, trying to justify why i would ever care about you, even if it is going about it all weird.

not every friendship goes smoothly. recognizing this is a part of the process. i hope you know that this is only a rough patch in our story, one i'm acknowledging and accepting because that's how life is.

who am i to deny your feelings, to tell you the way you feel isn't real? who am i to say they don't exist, when you're feeling them? who am i to invalidate them, when i know i've felt that way myself?

i can only let you know that i love you and hope you know that.

i love the way you talk, i love the way you sound, i love the way you being there makes me feel, i love knowing you, i love hearing about your interests, i love every little part of you.

why? to put it simply, because they're what makes up you.

i've no proper explanation for it. i just know the right circumstances put us together, and i grew to care for you. even if you think i shouldn't, because of the nasty things you dislike about yourself, i will always consider you a friend.

if you ever need to talk about how you're feeling some day in the future, when things feel brighter and better for you, just know that upon that faithful day, i'll be standing right at that door for you

ready with open arms,

ready to let you know,

that i never forgot you

and never, ever will.

please don't tell me i'm about to lose someone i care for in a way i never wanted to experience again.

please don't tell me i'll never get to say yet another farewell. we'll always be here for each other, right?

please. let me open the door and reach out to you.

i can't bare the thought

of losing you, too.