Unobtainable

The first time I saw you I thought to myself, damn what I would do to be with you. This starts to sound like a cliche, but that doesn't matter. Then came the next train of thought, packed with the normal passengers, on their early commute. The "what ifs", the "it can't be possible", the "but what if it did" were all there getting ready to work. To flood my mind and keep me occupied for a long time. One quiet night, time dreaded on with each tick, taking longer to get to the next second, as if it's mocking me. Suddenly I got a message from you about the most random thing, and I just played along ... you made me see the good side in the bad, you made me see beauty, even if my vision is clouded and fogged with isolation and seclusion, you made me turn at heart, to try and be a lighter person ... each conversation we had, I held at heart. I would've destroyed the world so I can be with you, but I knew that was a bit much ... and I thought you felt the same ... I thought ... I know I have nothing to give, other than this crushed up heart, that are in bits and pieces in hoping that you wouldn't break them further ... not looking for someone to fix it, but just to spend time with ... however you were moving away this summer ... even then you had someone and I'm here again, another slow and quiet night ...