I've been torturing myself daily just to push the thought of you out of my mind.
Just to put myself to sleep at night.

I am so, so tired.
My body aches from being torn apart
and putting itself back together again.

Late at night,
I search the stars in my ceiling for an answer.

So delusional from the pain
that I can make beauty out of
anything.

If you're hurting from your heart
may as well make it real.