Walls

These walls

are far too thin for

emotional outbursts

at only 12:34am

But here I am

reading old messages

trying to make sense of what little remains.

could we have been something?

How childish of me.

but you've crawled into the deepest and darkest,

corners of my mind.

You've known of the things I've felt.

yet you stayed.

you wanted me in the bluntest of ways.

such a shame we couldn't have been forever.

now you're on a paper airplane far from coming home.

you left at 2:57pm and by 3 

it was like you never really cared.

I hid everything that reminded me of you,

but I slipped on your shirt,

and tried my hardest not to inhale your scent.

I see planes passing over every once in a while, 

wonder if it’s you coming home.

But you’re doing what felt right.

And at eighteen

a plane ticket can help you,

leave your hell behind.

but it can’t help you escape 

what’s inside your mind.

so, congrats Ignorance is your new best friend.

Someday you will find what you’re looking for but until then,

if life gets rough.

I know of some thin walls,

for emotional out bursts at only 12:35am