WHAT IF...

Dizzily, we started as a planet and a satellite,
you hover on a longer orbit
while I hover around you,
our heart beats in the most perplex way
no theories could explain it,
you and me altogether
we danced in each momentum,
we even call it ad infinitum.

Altogether we parry all those meteorites,
all those asteroids,
all those wrecked space ships
believing we can make it last,
no one could ever destroy us,
but now that we're so near,
why do I feel so far from my self
as if I'm a distant star losing the spark?
why do I feel like you're turning to a supernova
while I'm beginning fade because of your light?
remember, I'm your satellite?

Why do I feel this way?
You want me to stay
but my feet refuse to agree,
I tried to be okay
but my soul screams to walk away.

How do we save this whole damn thing
when all we do is refuse to bleed when we're hurt,
when all we do is we refuse to breathe
when we want to be alive?

we collided on the other planets,
we're so near on the sun,
while you are finding your purpose
I already lose mine,
how do we end this circus
when all I can do is bleed
and bleed and bleed,
how do we save this whole damn thing
If you still want to stay
while I already want to leave?
Not because I don't love you, I do.
But how can I love you more
if I already losing my self? How?
These past few days I'm full of how’s,
I left you with how’s.
With me are the how’s.
How about you?
How about me?
But most importantly...
how about us?

You see, I'm going crazy.
This is a total mess.
And what I just want to request
is for us to take a bit of rest.
Because after our hearts
became drunk on the sofa set,
they were now tired,
they already want to sleep.

How do we save... oh wait,
how can I save you if I can't save me?
How can you save me if you can't save we?

You know what, I'd rather stay for all the how’s,
rather than the what ifs.
I can bare the pain asking, ‘how do we save us?’
Rather than, what if we save us?
Because in all the how’s, there is
a possibility that we can still find the answer.
But on the what if/s,
things are just a total disaster.
I can't lose you. I can't lose us.
But I can't lose my self too.
I love you.

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