I am so happy to come to your love again.
With hollowed heart I sought your grace
In vague friendships and lusterless affairs,
Each time left with the tender image of your face
To fill my listless, late-night stares.
It is you,
It is always you--
Any other is a fruitless attempt
To mimic your essential magic
And our irreplaceable, shared content.
No one is you.
We start anew, but nonetheless--
Again.
Jun 25, 2021
Jun 25, 2021 at 7:48 PM UTC
I am so happy to come to your love again.
With hollowed heart I sought your grace
In vague friendships and lusterless affairs,
Each time left with the tender image of your face
To fill my listless, late-night stares.
It is you,
It is always you--
Any other is a fruitless attempt
To mimic your essential magic
And our irreplaceable, shared content.
No one is you.
We start anew, but nonetheless--
Again.
