poetic ᶜᴴᴱᴺˢᵁᴺᴳ ✔

스물둘.

ｂｉｔｔｅｒｓｗｅｅｔ
ｔｒａｇｅｄｙ
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it indeed felt like meeting
you for the first time,
but now you sought for me
while all I did was hide.
the time ticked,
and just as you took a step
something inside me clicked—
I again drew a thick line

you called my name—once or twice

I was too ashamed to look up
it suddenly didn't feel nice

realising what I lost,
what i could have saved
—that I valued the most.

I took step back.

maybe it was just my bad luck
I really confessed but at what cost?

you tried to reach for me
I blindly pulled away
your words of sadness and fear
saying this wasn't okay.

I stopped

and for once looked at you;

you seemed torn

and I couldn't move.