The September nights have been starry
blazed in the raven darkness
holding the veil above like a picture-perfect memory from the past,
transparent the sky has been, showing me the counts
I'll never be able to count down.
The breeze walked past me, telling me to follow
what is left behind, the gale I had in me
whispered " it's time, it's been long"I looked out the window
like the sun peeking out of the clouds
I cannot pretend to have not seen "us"
invisible aside, still visible to all.
inaudible to only us, still audible to all.
We walked away, hands apart, eyes on the horizon,promising without a promise.
It's safe, not to revisit
we both guaranteed to mute,
it went from a safe place to the scariest.
If loneliness had a name, I'd have called it
by what this is, you always say it is what it is.
I pick the phone at times
remembering not to dial it again,
We were wrong in this battle
none of us were qualified enough to say
" I won ", we waited for the "We" or "Us"
which was crossed by the ink
of " let's give it a time", and the clock is dead
It's still paused on the moment we left
I'm searching for the sun
to follow the shadow, to tell me
where the hour hand should be.When in darkness, I followed the noon
that just faded away, it's reaching tomorrow,I know you won't forget.
It's the loneliest twenty-eighth
I've ever been to, I cannot hear you
screaming from the next door,
or at least through the phone call.
" It would've been easier to ignore if it was not you and not me. This number wouldn't be on our charts if this wasn't for us. I miss the colors in you, how you simplified the affection with just a smile, hiding behind your words. I'm staring into this display, dreaming of answering the call, I'm not making it so is you. Are we tired!! Should we let go? "
YOU ARE READING
Only the Brave
RomanceLOVE, GLASS DOORS and ... RAINBOWS They both have traveled from the stages of being caged to stretching their wings out, from being suppressed to emerging into who they are, from being told a love like this would never last to love is never wrong...
