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And when the season of my
fall finally comes -
when I can no longer
look at you, with my high-spirited
eyes, know that it had gone lethargic;
when my laugh can no longer
emanates white carnations and
heat sassy summer,
and my whispers can no longer
send you into a deep slumber,
know that I still want to -
but sadly, don't know how to.

When I would no longer
watch you sleep, and my
hug feels like the Nevernever's
winter court, and when you push me away and I won't you pull you again - know that my heart's tired.

When my fall finally comes -
when my words cannot ease
your anxiety anymore,
please don't go running -
sadly, my exhausted soul
would not be chasing.
When my lips can no longer
spit poetry, and my mind
can no longer gushes out your favorite symphony -
don't go away, in my fall,
I need you to stay.

When the scorching sun
that I always hand on your winters
would gone AWOL,
don't go somewhere else where
you would not hear my call;
and when sunsets would no
longer be my holy grail,
and our favorite song to me sounds
more like a beastly mantra than a tale -
do not leave.

&. the angel in me and the demon would never rhyme, but they speak your name - with so much admiration at the same time.

&&. i would never ran out of love for you, but my actions could ran out too.

𝑨 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝑻𝒐 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑽𝒐𝒊𝒅 [ 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑑 ]Where stories live. Discover now