hey mr. airplane
dont take him away
dont fly away
please dont fly, yet
can you fly in this breezy-windy weather?
i dont think so
so stop for a while, take your time
i still need him here
you cant take my rainbow away
he is like a simple, a great metaphor
is this how the ending of our story gonna be?
there are so many questions in my head that
i'll never dare to ask you,
but now the airplane is flying away
he gonna take you far away from me
its too hard for me, i hope it'll be the same for you
i wish,
are we really turning into strangers now?
yeah, probably, i think so.
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Unsettled Emotions
Poetryjust some thoughts that keep you awake at ungodly hours. -either its too relatable or it doesnt make any sense at all. thats it. no in between whatsoever. # tw // self-harm (alive) # M for language use
