From my window,
I watched you fall like snow.
As I ran outside to touch you,
You became a blizzard
That blew me away from my home.
I struggled around with frozen feet,
A frozen voice and frozen deeds,
Until you showed me
The speck of a fire.
But as I sprinted closer for warmth,
I discovered it was a house burning down.
A house I called my home.
Why? I cried, thrashing the sinking snow.
Why did you let me run after your beauty,
When you were nothing but a phantom body?
Of course, you didn't reply.
All you did was leave as suddenly as you arrived,
Leaving me in a white expanse with a dam in my heart,
Because I chased your illusion like a lunatic.
But I did not release the dam.
I will not either.
Your non-existence is not worth the weight of my existence.
You do not deserve to satisfy your drought
From the water of my heart.
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YOU ARE READING
And the Petals Fall
Poetry❃ From one of the flowers in my infinite garden, I present to you a caricature of its petals. ❃
