every time i see a bird
flapping its wings on my window
and singing watery songs i do not understand
i remember how for long i stood beside you
and beckoned for a place in your heart
and i wonder if all the words of love with which
i tried to win a place in you sounded
like the watery song of this bird
when the bird flies away
i see myself, how i walked away
from you
back into myself like a soldier
who returns home after surviving a lost war
Sep 12, 2017
Sep 12, 2017 at 12:17 PM UTC
every time i see a bird
flapping its wings on my window
and singing watery songs i do not understand
i remember how for long i stood beside you
and beckoned for a place in your heart
and i wonder if all the words of love with which
i tried to win a place in you sounded
like the watery song of this bird
when the bird flies away
i see myself, how i walked away
from you
back into myself like a soldier
who returns home after surviving a lost war
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