See-Through Memories
Didn’t you notice?
I rented this apartment,
next to your favorite gelato spot,
Lavender Gelato or whatever it’s called…
Didn’t you notice?
I came back to Budapest,
just to see you,
and also to buy an apartment too…
Don’t you remember?
When I promised,
not to leave you and asked,
for the same promised and you promised too?
Don’t you remember?
When I offered,
you everything this world has to offer,
and all I asked for was a few moments?
I guess we all break our promises…
And now I’m left to watch the waves,
come and crach,
against the castle in the sands,
that we made with our grand plans,
you were going to draw the pictures,
and I was going to write the words,
we were going to create a book,
and share ourselves with the world,
you promised,
you promised you wouldn’t leave,
and that’s exactly what you did,
and love is blind and that’s why I didn’t see…
Can’t you see?
How alone I’ve become,
how all I really ask for,
is a friend to exist here when I feel all alone?
All alone.
A poet who’s words are his only home,
and I don’t know what to do to communicate with you,
so I left you alone retreated to my thoughts and wrote you this poem…
Dear Beloved,
I know there are no words,
that haven’t already been said,
and I know even if I write you everything,
there’s a good chance it won’t be read,
but I write to you anyways,
because that’s what loyalty will make one do,
even though we met spent some time and then you left,
quick and almost automatic like one two…
Where are you?
Where are you reading this from,
do you feel as outcasted as I do,
when you walk these streets in a run?
Hello,
I’m still here,
even though it feels like the world is ending,
and the future is completely unclear,
we’re on unstable ground,
and I’ve retreated to my addictions,
so I smoke a cigarette and think about you,
then I write it all down and call it fiction,
since when,
was it cool to lose all emotion,
I’d give anything just to see you feel,
something anything more than nothing,
no way,
anything I’m going to write or say,
will change your mind or make you feel differently,
hell I don’t even know if you’re going to read this,
but that’s okay because we all go away anyways eventually…
So I guess this is goodbye.
I guess this is some sort of farewell letter,
as I write from my apartment,
right next to that shop,
that one that sells gelato made of lavender…
Do you remember?
I rented this apartment,
next to your favorite gelato spot,
Lavender Gelato or whatever it’s called…
Didn’t you notice?
I came back to Budapest,
just to see you,
and also to buy an apartment too…
Don’t you remember?
When I promised,
not to leave you and asked,
for the same promised and you promised too?
Don’t you remember?
When I offered,
you everything this world has to offer,
and all I asked for was a few moments?
I guess we all break our promises…
And now we’re left just wasting time,
waiting for the rumored apocalypse,
doing whatever we think we’re supposed to do,
as existence existing in what we believe our existence is.
I’m sick of this.
Sick of this body and all it’s accompanying emotions,
I see why you feel better when you try and feel nothing,
because honestly constant musing can feel confusing,
so you’d rather just shut off completely from any feelings…
Hello,
I’m still here,
even though it feels like the world is ending,
and the future is completely unclear,
here,
I wrote you this love letter,
in a humble attempt to arise from within,
those feelings you hide that will help you feel better.
Please,
I’ve already accepted we will likely never see each other again,
all I’m asking is remember one thing,
true love is more rare that you think so no time for pretend,
I know,
believe me I’ve been through a lot,
I’ve hoped loved gained it all,
I’ve broke everything I’ve made and everything I’ve gained I’ve lost,
because you can’t take any of this with you,
the scales of time are not on our side,
nothing is balanced and no one is equal,
there’s no where to run there’s no where to hide,
remind,
me why I write,
these words to you you probably won’t even read them,
because you’d rather listen to their lies.
Why?
Why?
Why are you not here?
When a man asked me why I was in Budapest,
I said I came back for a girl,
and when he asked me,
“Well then where is she?”
I realized I’d been fooled,
by you.
I flew,
across the continent just to see you,
I rented a place next to your favorite gelato spot,
I offered myself without any walls in other words to be see-through.
See you,
have so much potential to achieve anything,
and you had a pretty good chance to have it all,
but now all you’ll have are the memories…
Don’t you remember?
When I promised,
not to leave you and asked,
for the same promised and you promised too?
Don’t you remember?
When I offered,
you everything this world has to offer,
and all I asked for was a few moments?
I guess we all break our promises…
∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆
03/09/16
Budapest
With Love, From Budapest, Yours Truly... ∆