So, tell me, lover
Why did you
Choose the impossible
And walk away
After watering the grass,
Making them grow wild?
i dropped your picture in between thorny vines
with not enough space for my hand to pick it up,
yet still i tried to pick you out of there
a million times.
these silhouettes strolled across, through the creaking bridge,
walked on it as if they didn't notice the noise,
stepped on it like they knew which path to take next,
but one thing they knew was that they had to cross over
without knowing it would break and took them down
and fed them to the raging waves below.
I was there
Throwing matches on the bridge
Without lighting them up.
Thinking whether or not
I could handle the fact that
I wouldn't be able to cross over if I did.
But as the fog cleared up
I could clearly see you
On the other side,
"Burn," I said,
So we could dance
Near the fire
On the long, cold night.
i held you close
but still i lost.
i still remember the glows
of the evening primrose
on the vibrant meadows
kissing the scarecrows,
put them into comatose
with no hope for tomorrows.
the thing about scars is that they will heal
if you stop scratching them.
Said you loved the moon,
But you always hid
Behind the walls you built
When the dark crept around.
So, how did you dote upon
The moon that shone for you
From inside the fort that you built?
I lost faith in my feet.
For chasing shadows,
Which led them straight to a cliff.
I lost faith in my hands.
For holding your false hopes so tight,
That I forgot to get a hold of my life.
I lost faith in my eyes.
For giving their sights to you,
And all I saw was someone else.
I lost faith in my ears.
For hearing things that were beautiful,
But they were just a pack of lies.
I lost faith in my tongue.
For all it did was lying,
Saying things that I wasn't.
I lost faith in my heart.
For believing your empty words.
And for letting people drain myself to the core.
I've been trying to erase you from my mind,
But I'm scared now that I almost accomplish my goal.
I miss seeing your face and hearing your voice.
— The End —