Follow my burning gaze,
meet me in the Faraway.
I wish I could lock you in my mind,
but farewell, lover of mine.
I've left you at the Crossroads,
that dark place in between the worlds.
And as I hear your voice in the fog,
I can't help but yearn for what has long been lost.
It has been me, you and the unknown,
for long enough that I don't remember ever being alone.
But I had to make that choice,
so that you could learn do grow on your own.
I told you I would be there before sundown,
so remember not to look at me.
Remember to not turn around when the curtains are down,
and when the Crossroads uncross and the Faraway's found,
go on your way as I take the fall.
YOU ARE READING
─ 𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙃𝘼𝘿𝙊𝙒 ✧ 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬.
Poetry+°.★ - a compilation of some of my personal poems [pt/eng].
