the longing of being free and with you
under the bright pearl moon,
i dreamt of the idea of being with you
before everything descended to chaos,
too many nights spent paralyzed
thinking of what could’ve been,
we painted our infinite future,
with colors that don’t exist.

a mesmerizing soul
a painful fascination
counting the days that go by,
for a heart that can’t be healed.
An intricate feeling i can’t fathom,
one day, when you unravel all my secrets
and it is all over, here is what you’ll do:
relentlessly cut me out,
but you will protect my secrets
by releasing it, in a desolate landscape,
maybe it will make me feel again,
and you won’t have to hold onto it any longer.

in spite of it all, her heart was still brittle
the words of the stranger felt so coherent
two seemingly parallel lines, interconnected with words.
how strange, the allegory throughout those years, still remain.
your words will always be engraved in my heart
perhaps, i waited too long,
perhaps, i am a little late,
whatever it is, my mind is a prison that i can’t escape.