well its good to know you never really existed

i no longer have to miss you or hold any regrets about it.
the mystery was a lot better when it was unsolved.
now i get why people say there's sometimes a calm in all the chaos-
tranquility in finding out bad news.
the worst is over.
it's bad but it's done. it's a solution, not a problem anymore.

he had it wrong- the sun only comes up to humilate the moon.
constellation- not like star but more like prize.

for as fucked up as i am, some people get me.
some people relate.
but no one will ever understand you.

at least i know when i close my eyes at night, theres only one person underneath them. i hope someday you can say/stay the same.