Locked in a bubble of weaved feelings,
feelings I should be having in the future
if there’s something to nurture
I dont wanna see my own heart rupture.
As much as I want to wait for that time,
I can’t resist making a separate
world where you and I suffocate,
and yet we both tolerate.
While realizing I’m soaked in the tub,
for hours like how I spent staring
at the sky filled with nothing
but stars that were always promising. ©