What could I have said?
Would I have listened to the body that was gnawing on itself, to the you who wanted so much to be let out?
How would I explain what I have done...?
Once upon a while ago and 'us' existed between You and I
yet, one of us grew too anxious and locked the other deep inside itself.
Would you tell me if you did.
What should I begin to say?
Maybe you'd appreciate it if I talked about us, after-all there still exists an 'us' - she's a real beauty, in an unconventional way, but you already know that.
You're You after-all and I'm...well, I'm Me and You.
Do you know she's still too shy to wear the clothes she wants? I mean, shit! what's she now? 20? and I agree, that's way too much time spent on what others might think.
What can I tell you? is anything okay? like, does it matter if it's important or not?
I don't know how to start but I suppose I already have, or we have.
I still keep it a secret, you know. I
keep it a secret that I absolutely adore cute things, that I hate the things I'm good at and sometimes I do still squeal at rom-coms.
I think that everyone wants for me to be level headed and so we play into that, don't we?
Acting as though nothing bothers us and romance? Ew, what a poor excuse for entertainment.
I think I've said too much...sorry.
Yours,
Me
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Once Upon A Time, Time Stopped
PoetryDon't let your mind wander too far, for it will lose its selves - soul, thought and body. A soul that has lost its body is like a cat straying until it cannot pick up the familar scent of home anymore. It never returns, falling slave to a human God...
