You said you'd always be there. Your absence says otherwise. Echoing in this void of loneliness is the song that used to be ours— the tune that once carried our emotions. The stars were meant to guide me to you, but from high above, in twinkling unison, they mock me. Proving that everyone else has someone... except me. But the moon, despite its lack of a significant other, still shines. The snowflakes, despite no common ground, still fall. So I still love you—no matter how hard I try not to. I know this truth, yet it still stuns me— like a light too bright for my eyes, like a blade I forgot I had in my pocket, like a glass shard plunging deeper into my chest. I knew this rose had thorns,