17.
[missed a day but hey here's a super long poem, half of which was written by the lovely @SirLight]
12 excuses for unrequited love
You have only made me miss
a bus-stop. Today.
It wasn't you, of course,
but the way you smiled at me.
A tiny smile trapping my eyes
to stay with you.
last night, i couldn't sleep
because the irises in your eye
reminded me of the way magicians
distort reality and i am already
entranced
In the morning, your voice,
so powerful in its softness,
like the breeze passing by
under the hot sun, made me lose myself
again.
i didn't watch the evening skies, dusk sieving through the horizons
like the tea we share after the dinner, i didn't trace
the movement of clouds, thinking of the palpitations
of your heart
Do you remember of the night we spent
lying at the backyard, watching the sky sparkled
with its heavenly bodies? I only remember the feel of
your breath, whispering every constellations you could capture.
there is a story in the constellations, and i am reading it like the
back of my hand, but every time i open this book
comes with the stark reminder that you were the one who taught me how to read
Does unrequited love have its place between two people,
each of them keeping Cupid in their heart? Can I ask you to be my Psyche
through silence? Why is it that my admiration of the way you march through the trials
is a double-edge sword that stops me from confessing the truth?
for every word we exchange, there is a crusade of stifled musings
i am asking for a way out of this castle where you're the King and i am the
damsel in distress. except, last night when i was asleep someone put out all the lights
and the brightest thing in this room, is when moonlight glides through the window
and settle on your teeth
When despair clung at me as strong as the past did, when broken glasses
and a crying boy flashed through my mind, you slapped me. You dragged me to the present
and showed me the rainbow in the sky and the butterflies flying high.
Your hand held me tight and I knew what I held was happiness.
in another world, where train tracks don't break in a collision
i held your hand and our skin were glass, veins flowed
and none of us had to cut the other person just to see, what was inside
to verify that our feelings weren't an illusion born from loneliness
You didn't bother to hide the tremble in your voice when we were in the dark.
You were you. Sometimes you stumbled when you walked
and you would just laughed at life. You were always within my reach as you
didn't build a shell around you.
in this lifetime, though, we do not have star for hearts
and there is no salvation at the end of the road waiting for us, in this lifetime
we are the only ones who can save ourselves by jumping off the tracks
together
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