i asked the universe to teach me how to love, and it taught me the hard way. due to its influence, my mind only thinks of him, my pen only writes for him, and my lips only speak of his name. everything i feel with any tangibility is for him. i have loved him with every ounce of love those before him did not show me, and have felt for him in the same way. yet he does not know i feel this way about him.

everything i feel is felt for him from afar because he has stolen my capability of speech. he looks at me and i forget who i am, as if my identity is lost. it is only on paper can he truly know of the words i can only write, but not say.