august, 2019
i'm scared
i always was
but i ignored it
because i though that we would be different
we're supposed to be the revolution, the example
but now i see that we aren't examples
of course not, how could we?
it as just a matter of time for us
like for everybody else once was
and now that time came
and i didn't see it
went by so fast that it would be impossible to see even if i wanted to
i'm scared that soon
you won't recognize my handwritting
or that you won't think about me when you listen to our songs
or that you will forget our nicknames
and that you will stop talking to me
i'm sorry for sometimes not be able to go to you
you know how hard it is
but i'm trying, okay?
i swear i am
and i'm sorry for getting mad at stupid things
when we could have spend more time together
and enjoyed the time that was left
i know
i didn't do everything to prevent you from leaving
but i ignored my feelings
i didn't foresee that there wouldn't be an us anymore
forgive me
i owned you more than i gave you
but i was scared of having to say one day
- don't go
YOU ARE READING
encore en vie
Poetrythe fantastic never seemed so common, the beautiful has never been more equal, life has never been more ordinary, and I've never been so confused, so I wrote.
