How do you forget heaven exists? It’s what you want.
Reaching beyond the limits of what the world can see I die everyday. The first moments left me stranded halfway to heaven, a stranger to my own happiness, locked out of my own heart. Days fade into nights, nights fade into dreams, and dreams fade into blue skies again and again. I have been lost before, so I know this is not a dream. I have let go of it all, I’ve stopped trying to be, and still everything screams name to my useless heart. I never asked for this, its not a path I choose, it just is. So maybe I can forget heaven exists, maybe I can forget my own name…it will all be eaaier than forgetting you.