slow down for me

one night whilst catching a bus, I was looking out into the city,
at the little tiny lights everywhere.
and I wondered which was yours.
for a long time I played a game with myself.
to pick the light that would be yours.
it would always be the brightest or prettiest one,
despite its location.
until one day, when I was too tired to play,
and decided that they were all your little lights.
the city was illuminated by and for, you.
and I played that game for so long…
I only stopped… recently.
because I realised that people muck up,
feelings are shit,
and sometimes you just have to move on.