i would always tell you
that the sun does not shine
as bright if you are not here.
and i'd tell you that the
ocean waves are not
quiet and soothing, if you
are not by my side.
but you still left me.
you let me feel tsunamis
and storms.
when you left me,
the sun disappeared immediately.
then the moon came to
comfort me and he told me
not to cry. he said that
he had also cried many nights
because he could not be
with his love. but as the days
passed, he understood. he
knew that the only way his
love could live was that he would
leave. so every morning
he would leave so she could live.
i like to believe it's the same
with us. you had to leave.
so that i could exist.
YOU ARE READING
permanently unfinished.
Поэзияwe write our feelings on paper because we have no one to turn to when our vision is blurred by tears and our chests are crushed with sadness.
