if you're reading this, you found some time

and you'll know who you are a few lines into this.
you'll know because youre the only person who has ever looked at me with such admiration and not ulterior motive.
the only person who has acted with admirable eloquence in such a regular state of lush.
you're worth every second of my time and yet im counting down the days when we have none left.

you've come half way across the world only to find the most average, uninteresting teenage waste.
if this intrigues you- my memory will soon be nothing more then dust

the world is full of jaded, broken people like me
soon enough you will be too.

something about you makes me believe in god,
the rest of you gives him a bad name.

in another world you are another person
in every reflective surface i am another person.
every mirror i look into presents this absurd opaque reflection that does nothing but stare back


i emit no feeling that could ever be tangible to the heart
but how could you have ever known this.