I live in a world where we're standing on a grey line,
thousand billions of question repeating in my head on what we are.
My mind keeps playing and replaying all the stupid and fucked up scenarios.
I looked at you, but you look away.
I walked past you, and you didn't bother to say Hello.
I want to talk, but the world is in mute for you.
So I decided to do the same and go on with my life,
trying to ignore the line.
Then I closed my eyes and the world seems quiet,
I see you.
I see you, walking in the hallways and,
I decide to look down until I saw a shadow figure blocking my way.
You.
You said hello, and asked about my day.
We ended up talking, where we feel over with joy.
And the grey line begins to fade.
You take my hand
and asked me to see the stars.
Yet you didn't notice that the only stars I see are right there, every time I look into your eyes.
You touch my cheek and hold my face in your palm.
You then whispered to me,
You are mine.
I closed my eyes just to feel you even more.
But you are no where near present when I opened them...
Because all of that is just too good to be true.
YOU ARE READING
A Recollection : Sincerely, me.
PoesiaFancy words, and sad things. "Some days, I feel everything at once. Other days, I feel nothing at all. I don't know what's worse : Drowning beneath the waves, or dying from the thirst." NOTE : If you guys want to share these poems please menti...
