This is the continuation of Part I of ASTRONOMY, it’s fate and we’re two worlds apart. This series is all about what introvertism means, how it feels when your best friend is on another planet, and how hard it hits to know that you have insecurity.
Astronomy, is going to be published in multiple parts, and I’m pleased to continue Part I:
Presenting 1.3, insanity:
Whenever I’m around you
I get this crushing sense of inferiority,
This feeling of being slave to your fleeting fidelity,
And it seems, I’m the only one to blame,
And it’s always on me that you don’t feel the same,
Are you the definition of insanity? Or am I?
Oh, it must be nice to love someone who lets you break them twice. 1
And every moment feels like another hit to my armour,
A crack in my cruel soul,
I think I found solace in writing these,
Because I never believed them to be true,
But now it seems, these words that I leased,
Have turned my heart traitor, and it always comes back to you,
I was never capable of feeling,
And I felt like my soul was screaming.
Drowning.
Drowning in the weight of expectations that weren’t even mine.
And now even existing feels like a crime.
anvi tuteja
1 Lyric by FINNEAS from Break My Heart Again. Not intended to violate copyright or claim as intellectual property.
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