Please believe me,
my hands are soft
and flowers rest on them
like my heart
and these soft words,
almost muted
for you
to you, whom I’ve rejected
and who has rejected me in return
to you, who travels far and wide
looking
I trail behind, distantly so that you don’t see me
knowing that I could love you
like I could love anyone
but you, this time
once again
and next time
trust me when you go to your room alone at night
I wanna be there
inside
and out in the wilderness
our sportive bodies, combined
trust me, I’ve thought all these things
amid my silence
and fake hesitation
fake gamble
but trust the wild
the trees, the buck that walks by the swamp in autumn rain
I’ll be standing there, taking photographs
wondering if you’ll see me, once again in my jacket like in spring-time
in these moments, when I feel the most unguarded
but I’m only seeing you in opposite times
you, just as candy-like and endearing
I could never amount to you
so farewell lover
goodbye summer, once again
’till we meet again
as I watch you from behind
and see you slow down with doubt
for me
underneath the rainbow
amazing post. pretty heartbreaking
and yet one travels on, I don’t understand