and i guess i learned
the hard way that
chasing you is like
chasing the sunset
i am running towards you
but when i reach out to
hold you in my hand
fingertips grasp at empty air
a master of disguise
appearing so close, but you were
distant, off in the distance giving
the horizon line goodnight kisses
you belong to the wind
the light, the sky, the stars
you belong to everything,
but you do not belong to me.
Dec 29, 2020
Dec 29, 2020 at 1:45 PM UTC
and i guess i learned
the hard way that
chasing you is like
chasing the sunset
i am running towards you
but when i reach out to
hold you in my hand
fingertips grasp at empty air
a master of disguise
appearing so close, but you were
distant, off in the distance giving
the horizon line goodnight kisses
you belong to the wind
the light, the sky, the stars
you belong to everything,
but you do not belong to me.
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