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Jan 2021
twenty one weeks
that's what it took for an acknowledgement
another 42
almost 43
to realize what you meant all along could have been the very thing i want-
now.
whether my overthinking becomes true or not
is not up to me
but the realization that came from your sunlight smile two hundred and ninety nine days later amuses me
why so long,
why so evil,
why so long,
why so painful.
i had to wait two hundred and ninety nine days to realize that-
now.
now.
now, i see the rotation of a sunflower bathing in the sun as it fades from our existence.
but this sun only fades for one night and it returns once more.
but you.
you had to wait twenty one weeks for an acknowledgement.
when that was enough then you had to wait another two hundred and ninety nine days for-
now.
for now you know what i have to you, and i know what i have done to you.
while you deal me great pain-
now.
i dealt you great pain-
before.
the clash.
the past.
the present.
but the future is what holds-
now.
the future is what contain the very essence of our actions-
now.
we build future based on tomorrow,
but what we do now builds our future.
when the now does not receive the acknowledgment it deserves we let it fade like a t shirt that was left on a clothespin, swaying with the wind and getting beat down by the rays from the sun itself.
you, you are my sun and i am your sunflower, but what i failed to realize then has come back to haunt me-
now.
i'm sorry. now it's too late.
campo
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   Bogdan Dragos
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