You taught me to be like this to be physically here and mentally there You taught me to disappear from the face of the earth when i felt like it to leave if that's what it takes To retain my sanity.
You taught me to reflect on the state of life mid-conversation To never apologise because reflection is not a sin and you'd be here when i came back ready to hear that I've changed my mind about everything except you because i can't bear To be the intolerant type of person that subscribes to labels and promotes fear of love that comes in different shapes, forms and colours.
You taught me to be like this You taught me to be ever-present but never-visible You taught me it's okay to feel like this Like i was shrouded in magic because i was so **** invisible To everyone else except you because "My love, this us-thing is not so simple", you said right after the i-love-you or at least i think so I don't know. I zoned out for a while there but I'm sure you said so.
You taught be like this. You taught me to hide in the spotlight Because they can never come for me there. You taught me to use the bright lights as a distraction and they would never know that I'm gone you taught me to that dreaming is not only for the night you said i could do it with my eyes wide open in the broad daylight in the middle of a demanding crowd.
You taught me to leave the way you did you left, but you called it reflection Of the way things were things are things should be of perception of the way humans are humans should strive to be to be honest i felt like a distraction. Like you were meantfor bigger things than me but i didn't leave because you were a manifestation of everything life should be plus you said it was only "reflection". And i could do it too because you'd be here when i got back But you are not here Why are you not here? You're not here Did i not hear you properly? I'm sure i did. You're not here and i can't hear the sound of your voice anymore so I'm always absent trying to reach you over there, in my mind. But don't fault me you showed me this You taught me to leave and you called it reflection because that's how you saw it i still see it as education Because you taught me this.
Freeform. No structure nothing i might perform this one day.