I've ascended a mountain
where the road is narrow;
awaiting an arrow's arrival
as the sun casts a shadow
on a dandelion.
I've set my mind on not
falling for insanity;
though her alluring touch
could cleanse calamities;
I stayed with the sun....
but today seems all the more bleak,
as week after week of argument ensues,
I knew that maybe I would have better off
learn to scoff at newfound things
but those who have loved me once before
do not love me now.
She repeats those words that taunt my soul
'bye star gazer'.
And I will not forgive her for leaving me
when I needed her the most.