I lay them in a mandala, the shards of glass
I pull from my back, one by one. I let them
scar over, and I surround the mandala
in peonies, because the pain was not for nothing
and now that I can watch it from afar, my
pointer-finger-thumb camera brand new,
maybe I can capture something beautiful of it. Flash
on.
i don't want to love someone
because i'm supposed to
you told me, one night in mid-july.
warm air and sun fading in the sky,
i want to fall in love with someone
i've heard this story a thousand times before.
i've seen it unfold. it started with a glance, became a smile,
became a longing. when i realized it was my turn,
i was too late. no one told me how hard it would be
i can only watch from afar, invisible
a ghost in your eyes, as smoke overwhelms you,
charcoal coating your lungs. i know
it's not what you want. we know
we didn't expect for it to end like this,
Comments
This is so cool I have such a vivid image of what your describing
thank you!
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