#unfated
You were that bright
and cloudy blue sky
I was that vast
and wavy ocean
Unlike horizon
that meets to infinity
we are forever
never meant to be
not even in our dreams
or reality.
Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 2:04 PM UTC
In silence I found myself screaming,
hands shaking and my heart's pounding.
It is more than pain, more than emotions
that kills me inside. I knew this will happen.
After everything I've been through
I thought I already understand.
Things that I know will never happen,
thing I should have accepted years ago.
I'm in pain. So much pain that it hurts
more than words, more than tears
and more than anything my voiceless
heart could ever feel. It cuts deep.
It was me who wanted to see those,
It was me who wished for it.
But why does it feels like I poked
at my own heart. Why?
I have watched how the sun set and
leave the day to let the moon rise at night.
The burn it leaves to its body and
letting the cold night heals them.
I've seen it so many times that
I already lost my count.
Many times and in may ways,
I know I shouldn't have done it.
I shouldn't wish for the sweet young
moon to meet the burning sun.
Where in the first place they weren't
supposed to cross their path.
I shouldn't let the moon see how
the sun's shines brightly without her.
I shouldn't make her feel she's
not needed for him to burn.
Maybe I should have accepted
how ironic the real world is.
That it makes one of them set
to let the other one rise.
How hard it is to see that it needs to
die beautifully to let the other
rise brightly. And so to the other one
for them to continue to live.
Maybe that's how playful the
universe is. That it makes them
need one another but fated to
never meet in their parallel world.
Maybe it's time to accept the fact
and end my wishful thoughts
that one day or one night, the world
will realize that they were fated together.
For it will never happen,
for it shouldn't have happened.
I should have known what they are,
should have seen what they're not.
So close and yet so far.
So close to reach their hands
but so far to embrace their arms.
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 5:16 AM UTC
It took me a while to realize,
The blur of of your lines.
Took me longer to see,
What wasn't meant to be.
You say you're busy,
Caught up in some bizarre frenzy,
Have people waiting,
And tasks piling,
But each time you move away,
I breathe heavily in dismay.
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 1:10 AM UTC