"You left me because I never told you that I loved you.
I wished you could’ve heard me saying that every 5 in the morning when I prepare your breakfast because I know you’d leave your house even with an empty stomach. I don’t want that to happen.
I wished you already realized it when I gave up some people in my life so I could choose you. People say it wasn’t worth it but what could I do? You’re all I wanted.
I wished you’d knew how much love for you my heart couldn’t bear anymore because it’s already too much.
I wished I loved you more to make you stay but then I realized I loved you too much that I didn’t mind letting myself lose me in the process because all you ever do is say those three words but you never really show it.
I wished you knew that all along. And that you actually left me because it’s you who never loved me at all. Not even once."
"I am not made for you.
I am not sculpted to fit against your body perfectly.
My hands are not molded so my fingers
would slip in their right spots between yours.
My lips are not shaped to line up nicely
when they’re pressed against your chapped ones.
The valley of my neck is not meant to be
a road for your lips to memorize.
The curve of my spine is not formed to be
the blueprint of your fingertips.
My hips are not designed to be your canvas
because your hands are not created to be my paintbrush.
My eyes are not this shade because
it would suit the hue of your own.
The outline of my body is not meant to match yours.
The holes in my soul are not meant for you to fill.
But my heart,
my dear, sweet and stubborn heart,
seems to be alive and beating for you.
This I am okay with,
if it means having pieces of you
circulating in me with every beat
(because this might be the only way
I will have you)."
"It is just a body. The more you can be neutral about a body, the better. Bodies change, and many times they change from things out of your control. Bodies do not, and never will, have anything to do with your value."