Hey you,

You started off as someone
fun

As someone who could turn
the light of sun

packed inside this bowl of
Hope

And you'd string,
yes...

You'd string me along.

Hey you, again.

Just different form.

You look like someone who'd share that bone
With me

Who'd look at me and see the stars

But you only saw a mirror to your
false ideals

You narcissist who only thought
Of you and only you
alone

With all those chats, you never did
you never asked:
Who I was and why I was born

---

Oh!

Hey you...

You looked different?

You feel a little in between

You're like those other two (or three)

before...

But you still hold some scars
you tore
your heart ligaments
and you'll bring it back

But I can't be here
As you try to tie

it,

zip it,

lock it and unlock it

for the love I can

give
is so much more
Than you ever deserve

NOW or before

So, yes, I missed you dearly
Missed you last night.

Even whispered:
'What if I said it was
you... it was you I was
thinking of?'

Would you...

Drop your walls and let me in
Take me for what I can bring
And know that I will not be
Your remedy


Because I, too

am looking

for someone to bring that torch
for me.



So, I walked away and said adieu
Stopped looking, really



and in the not so far away tune

Someone called me


As I stand at that corner
Giddily getting my coffee


The voice was gentle
Even familiar

It felt like
HOME



And I knew...

I just knew.



Especially when he called me out and said,



"Hey, you!"

We are connected not by fate or chain,
But by the fire that runs through joy and pain.

When I dissolve, thy breath shall still remain,
Calling my name in air, in mist, in rain—

And from that breath, the world shall rise anew:
A flame from ashes, and the skies from dew.

In the light of thy moon eyes,
thy heart screamed the depths of oceans,
while your tongue turned to stone,
bleeding words.
Olive—