it’s repetitive patterns.
signs you tend to ignore.
it’s the red flag waving in front of you,
but you’re colorblind.
it’s the change in weather.
the conversations going from laughs,
to lack of conversations creating tears.
it’s the late night calls,
to the endless late nights staring at a blank screen.
it’s the thought of losing something,
you never really had to begin with.
the endless laughs repeat within your head,
knowing they aren’t coming back.
it’s forgetting to protect yourself,
so you’re laid out,
smashed into a million pieces.
it’s when you’re the ignition to everything.
you’re the lighter…
and without a lighter,
you can’t start the fire.
so you sit in the cold,
wondering what you did wrong.
knowing you accepted the lies.
knowing you let your guard down
because you believed in different.
but time after time,
you figure out,
that we are all lighters.
we all need help to spark
but at the end of the day
we all burn out the same.