Epilogue


you
only live
within my letters

hundreds
handwritten
unreplied

i
only live
when you say my name

blue
pseudonyms
reminds you of another

this
is no present
meaningless words

kept us alive
in each other's houses
no address

left
only a grave
two, i guess

this little girl
has grown, you know.

not in a cute way, though.
she has grown
like a gross building, soon
abandoned, but never to be haunted.

this girl carries no mystery,
even with her eyes
she stares blankly like a puddle.

she still dreams about the sea sometimes.

this little girl
is still a little girl, only now
her body is inflated and
the pure thing is a bit spoiled.

this little girl has never been
fine anyway.

you be the songs i
downloaded ilegally
and never listen.

do i ever have the time to?
i'm drowning in
oceans of music

i got to rip.

in a parallel universe
you love me
but i died

there is dust,
on my heart,
that is you.

the next days
will only
make
you layer.

like the cake,
mille-feuille,
only that's
inedible.

human's feeling is
a universe
that has
no limit.

you are so close
yet so far
i want to touch you
but i can't

i'm trained to love the rain
but the wind goes from here to where you are
i cannot handle this
it won't go back

didn't even try
i'm slowing down
it happens so fast
like the sky

everyone else is so done with 2016
but *******, it's only the 17th monday

and today's not the last day, i suppose
so would you come back, would you stay some other time?

you're the one who makes breathing bearable
and life possible to be content with

though it tastes sour on the tongue
each word i gulp back is sweet in the throat

so i try to hold a secret deep in the deepest forest
and soon enough you catch my eyes like wildfire

i had hoped today actually was not the last day
but if it's not, would it have been different?

every time i remember your voice, your gaze
it was apocalypse