you were
peter pan.
and i was
wendy.
you were always seeking
for the intricacies of
compunctious realities,
that you considered
the one standing before you
as a vestige of existence.
and when i finally let you go,
you still searched for
the great mishaps.
afterall,
you were
peter pan.
and i am merely
a surfeit of mirrors
that reminded you
to grow up.
Nov 30, 2017
Nov 30, 2017 at 8:44 AM UTC
you were
peter pan.
and i was
wendy.
you were always seeking
for the intricacies of
compunctious realities,
that you considered
the one standing before you
as a vestige of existence.
and when i finally let you go,
you still searched for
the great mishaps.
afterall,
you were
peter pan.
and i am merely
a surfeit of mirrors
that reminded you
to grow up.
you refused to let go of youth.
