if i disappear
and vanish in the wind
will i even be remembered?
or just quickly forgotten?
if i disappear,
and fall into the sea
will anyone come looking?
or wonder what happened to me?
if i disappear
and fall into the mirror
will i be myself?
or will i still be shattered?
if i disappear,
and vanish in the wind,
will you say you loved me?
or pretend you never did?
YOU ARE READING
The Lonely Hour
PoetryNot everything rhymes Not everything has to Of all that is bright And what hides in darkness The loving The hiding The living The Binding It hurts us not To follow a purpose To quell our minds dullness And to find our own fullness. Of sentences Of...
