• i once had a jar.
    you gave it to me.

    i used it to catch
    fireflies
    because you said that catching fireflies
    would grant my wish
    of course, my wish was stupid too
    i didn’t want to ever leave your side

    i still have the jar
    the one that you gave me

    but nowadays i use it to
    hold regrets (and pain and other things not worth mentioning)

    ironically it seems most of these things.
    these thoughts and feelings, the person who gave them to me was
    also you