It’s like how you
Can’t see the fireflies at noon,
Or how you think an
Ocean is amazing, until
It takes a life.
Or how we can be so distant
To those we say we love,
Only to part from them and
Find we can’t recall how
It feels to hold them close.
It’s like how, when you look
Up on a cloudy day,
It hurts worse than the sunshine,
And like how my trust
Doesn’t compare to his riches
When it comes
To your piece of mind.
Like how, when your love has parted,
And you try so **** hard
To season the heart that
Won’t stop aching, leaving you thinking:
“I will watch tonight, perchance
T'will walk again.”
It’s like how nobody will ever know
Why learning how to walk again
Is so much harder than it was at infancy.
It’s like how,
Even though an infant has no
Experience of the outside world,
Somehow, infancy is so much
Easier than adulthood.
That’s exactly how it is.