Wondering

I wonder whether you're reading this
And if you are, what you're thinking
How I am too soft
How I should have seen the time limit in us
How I never should have counted on you
You are right in the latter -
I should have known not to believe in you
I ripped apart pieces of myself to build you up
And now the wind whistles through the holes in my heart
Left there for love of you
And you're right -
I should have known after all