"I'll return before it turns dark,"
That’s what you said before you left.
But it’s long past dawn,
And I’m still here — hovered by shadows,
Waiting for you to come and shed
The tears you once laid to rest.
But it rained,
It scorched,
It flashed in rainbows —
And you never returned to watch them with me.
You made me sit alone where you left me,
When you promised to witness the sky with me.
What am I to watch
When the sky isn’t clear enough
Because you’re not here with me?
Let it soak in colors and drifting white feathers,
Everything feels somber without you near.
Sweet melodies become soft torment to my ears,
And laughter from others rings loneliness through my chest.
The sight of lovers clinging to one another
Reminds me I’m here by myself — every time.
Maybe you never wanted to walk this path with me.
Maybe your promises wore a mask beneath that delicate smile,
Because you knew I wouldn’t move
Until you uttered another word.
But this was it all along, wasn’t it?
You never meant to come back.
At least you could’ve cut through this skin,
Instead of lying —
Leaving me in dread,
Watching others still find reason to smile.
Oct 26, 2025
Oct 26, 2025 at 9:05 PM UTC
"I'll return before it turns dark,"
That’s what you said before you left.
But it’s long past dawn,
And I’m still here — hovered by shadows,
Waiting for you to come and shed
The tears you once laid to rest.
But it rained,
It scorched,
It flashed in rainbows —
And you never returned to watch them with me.
You made me sit alone where you left me,
When you promised to witness the sky with me.
What am I to watch
When the sky isn’t clear enough
Because you’re not here with me?
Let it soak in colors and drifting white feathers,
Everything feels somber without you near.
Sweet melodies become soft torment to my ears,
And laughter from others rings loneliness through my chest.
The sight of lovers clinging to one another
Reminds me I’m here by myself — every time.
Maybe you never wanted to walk this path with me.
Maybe your promises wore a mask beneath that delicate smile,
Because you knew I wouldn’t move
Until you uttered another word.
But this was it all along, wasn’t it?
You never meant to come back.
At least you could’ve cut through this skin,
Instead of lying —
Leaving me in dread,
Watching others still find reason to smile.