I have been living with my sadness for as long as I remember
And I have long forgotten how to live properly as a human being
with various emotions

It is like I have been thrown in an ocean
and no matter how hard I try to swim and chase the light
I always ended up drowning
As if my leg were pulled deeper and deeper
and the air became a stranger to me

So when you said you wanted to leave
I was not surprised
Because it was always like this
People left because
I was
too
sad.

but nonetheless i want to think that this tragedy
is not because of my sadness
it is simply because the right one has not yet to find me.

fire engulfing the combustibles
the soft flickering of red and orange sparks
gentle, but powerful
the smell of charred oak filling my nose
a wave of light, one after the other
lingering warmth on my skin
as if i could ever replicate
what it felt like to be beside you

fire provides us warmth, light,
perhaps a vague sense of security in the hardest nights
but come too close,
and the fire
will burn
you.

she is the sun
and i am the moon
she is a new beginning, the first stretch you relish as the world awakes, a steaming mug filled to the brim with your favorite coffee
always sweet, never bitter
i am the moon
i epitomize the loneliest hours, the inevitable end, shivers along your arm from a window slightly ajar
misery and company
you love me

but maybe
she is the sun
the brightest smile hiding her darkest secrets
and i am the moon
the comfort you seek within reassuring blankets and pillows

i am the moon
you are the stars in my sky
maybe you need me as much as i
need you