I'll return some day, no matter how many dimension laps it will take
I hope when it's time it's not again my heart that will break
but the spell I put onto myself, the one that says I am undeserving of love
an oath I was unable to get rid off
when I'll return, please hold me so gently, like glass in danger of breaking
like fragility in a self-destructive mind with a world violently shaking
I want to remember everything I was forced to forget
to be given the chance to press the imaginary button that says "reset"
maybe this universe will allow me to be with you
under a sky that will unlearn the deep anchored sorrow of the color blue
in the flow of the memory filled river that leads its way back to the beginning, a place where I could've made a change
right beneath the shaded stars where I would've wished for something so familiarly strange
like a love i only learned through made up scenarios and bittersweet dreams
a love i only let myself feel in distance or not at all, so it seems
when I'll return in your arms in another universe and call it home, a place my soul was aching to know
I hope you're aware it was my mind and not my heart that decided, in the first, to let you go
YOU ARE READING
The blue flower that taught me how to live
Poetry''Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.'' -Herman Hesse Disclaimer: I don't own any of the videos, photos used for this book. Credits go out...
