This one is a big trip, get ready to launch
..Still waiting for a sign
Some word as if
you were to come
Into my life anew
Keep restarting everyday
As if I could move time forward
See if I find you then, again
I long for you now as always
I ran away after you let go and disappeared
And now I'm lost
The embrace was to strong
I keep running to find you again
In what I know as mineWe grew up, now
We can fit our pieces together
We can hold, not grab ourselves
We don't have to run
We can just stay
Bathing in the soft moon light
Confortably entertwinedStill, you not here
Still your far away,
another reality
I can't fit into this one
It misses to have you around
I catch up on myself
I wanted to tell you how
I've got my piece figured out
I want to see how yours turned about
I see the pictures of you
You're just so beautiful
Can't help but to run
My finger through your face
Draw my love through you
As we used to do
with the tips of our hands
Drawing circles around our eyesStill I find myself
wanting to burst
at any second
I belong in this mind
Not in this body,
I want to tell you
I can't handle it like this
Without your hand for me to hold
Without an embrace to sleep
When I think my head's shaking
my heart's exploding
I just sink in my bed
Drown in the pillows
Try to hug myself
To remember you
The warmth
The koala arms
The poetic loveStill I can't find a way to remember
The pain
The loneliness
The hurt
You made me build inside
Still can't remember how you left me
Just waiting, longing for you
With the storm I hade inside
Still can't understand
Why did you cut out your ears
Why did you put out
The yellow sun I painted for us
You just left it to rot, like the flowers
All the flowers you had grown
Somehow I only see a garden
In the winter, just waiting
Trusting the sun will come back
But even cold and dark,
At least that way
It still has some light
The soil in my heart is still warm
Still nutred by affection
The hopes to find youStill I wish I could tell you
Still I wished you would want to know
That I love u, as I did then
Always, sometimes more
I'm trying to run, run from this
But all the roads in my head
lead to you
All the signs I find
Only show a destination
I wonder if time is a path..
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collection of lost things
PoesíaOnly from chaos we achieve change And when you change, what do you lose Let's go head on Cover: detail from "The Garden of Death" (1896) by Hugo Simberg