You were the tactless happenstance
I had the favor to stumble upon.
So lost in clouds of judgment and secrets,
That you forgot yourself.
You are the ocean,
So different in each of the four directions.
I was swept away,
By the one that mattered least.
Turned me into a shipwreck,
Uncovering my deepest secrets.
You saw my fateful dissolution
As a priceless treasure.
Now that I’m useless and shattered
You flung me back to shore, away from you,
In your final tsunami,
Your tsunami of thrills, masks, deceptions─
Your tsunami of lies.
Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 3:00 AM UTC
Why do people tend
To leave things behind,
When they need to go?
How careless.
How thoughtless.
Don’t they know
That memories unfold?
And they hurt.
They hurt a lot.
But it was thoughtful of them.
Oct 19, 2013
Oct 19, 2013 at 11:22 AM UTC