you walk with such grace
you walk in fast pace
i could still see your face
but your feet bring you away

unsurprisingly, you are unreachable
in no doubt
you closed the doors
you know how to stop them
you never want to get disturbed

i know
i see
you only guard yourself

but how can i pour myself
when the cup is sealed,
when every book is closed,
when every eye is shut,
when every smile is stopped?

i could only see you from afar
walking still fast
with a book in your hand
still walking in such grace

i tried to map your destination
yet you choose to be far
you choose to go away
for you are still
unsurprisingly unreachable
i do not even know your place

in silence, i am smiling
and my silent cries pressed against the walls
i stopped them to reach you
because i think
you also do not need to know my place.

it's hitting me up
lately and
i'm unsure of
this feeling
if i don't let myself worry
or it's just because
i don't care
and let it all be?

i have this litte kind of inability
to dodge
and make myself happy
without seeing your beauty

however, i still am in awe
in love even in all your flaws
exceptional, it makes me wonder
that your inner beauty
speaks so much
and makes me want
to plunge it in poetry