a yellow brick road.

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I cant find no way back.
And here i am wishing on a yellow brick road
Which leads straight into your heart.
A road, a path, which never appears. Anywhere. Nowhere.
Have you lost your heart?
Perhaps, your heart connects to some pretty windows, where birds chirp and not wailing waits.

Is there no Wizard strong enough to hear my wish?
Is there no Wonderland where a door would open to your smile?
Those Emerald eyes, you said, were dark brown haze.
I'll neber find again..
I'm sorry i had to leave like that.
I'm sorry i couldnt stay to hold you in my arms. I'm sorry that my words couldnt bring you comfort. I'm sorry that my laughs would now, leave you hurtful. I'm sorry that i loved you.
Only if i hadnt. If i hadnt.. .

"We dont choose who we fall for"

I lie here in hurt, but you're oblivious.
As you must've been once. Hurt and broken, over my oblivion.

A cursed path i walk, like the moon's orbit around its love. Bound to detach and drift apart, but then  again, the moon makes its way back to its love. Its heart. The earth. Only to depart again.
Half a step. Six of steps.

I always find my way back to you, fresh and pure as if i never left. Like the moon you dont notice, on its journey back from the fae world. I really am the definition of a moon, arent i? Moonlight. To be precise..
I dont think i realozed that you might not be there, waiting, in that hole for my return. And i cant blame you. And nothing in the world could balme you. But i said, and i warned you, of my broken glass and twisted laughs.
Hoe long could one have kept up, you did good. You did as much as you could. Youre absence shouldnt hurt this much, it was foreseen. Inevitable.

But in this hurt i wonder, how agonizing would the wait had been.

-m
29th May, 2021
05:33 am

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