elysian

distance.

in the beginning,
our names were hardly mentioned;
our discomfort kept us away;
our interests were uncommon;
our distance was maintained.

but somehow,
we introduced ourselves;
we became comfortable with each other;
we found something in common;
and we were closer than ever.

then secrets were exchanged,
rumors spread like wildfires;
the closeness we once experienced
went back to its previous state.

our names were hardly mentioned;
our discomfort kept us away;
our interests became uncommon;
our distance still maintained.

. . .

okay so i wrote this a while ago, but i feel like this does explain a lot of things happening right now, and i really liked this poem.

this poem kinda connects to paper cranes? if you haven't read that book, please read it and make my day! (it's in the external link)

- daze