death of an illusion

you made me feel special for a while

and that made me dream

i was a fool to believe it will all be true some day

why do i feel deeply?

how could i see the light in the dark when there was none?

was i dreaming?

why did i fall in love?

love i won't ever get back

i thought i'd be okay with it, but i need it back

at least some of it

there can't be a space for something that doesn't have a meaning

[you must fix your heart]

the butterflies in my chest are now ripping me apart

i can't live this way

so im (un)packing everything 

it's wise to bury what's dead, 

or to kill and bury it

i'm not afraid to keep on living

i'm not afraid to face my feelings

fears

so tonight i'm starting life again