he said, lets not die but say we did and beneath those words he hid- the lies and pain and chuckled as though a kid- who hurt the girl, he did and flowers and moonlight and money he bid a goodnight to the girl he hid.
Spring Where are you Why have you forsaken me Snow lies on the ground And ice glints in the boughs Of the heavily laden trees The sun has hidden For so many days And darkness and gloom Seem to rule our world I long for the flowers And the growing buds On the trees Now hidden Under the Blanket of snow Rise up dear Spring Show off your beautiful colours And remind me That love And happiness and joy Still exist In this Darkness
it must be so, so amusing to the gods to bear witness to humanity and its ability to fall in love with the ones who seem most unlikely and yet never so easily with oneself it must bring them endless mirth to see us adore in others what we despise in our own selves to kiss away a beloved's tears with the same mouth we use to curse our own existence