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soliloquy; ephemeral landings
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Posted on Thursday, 9 July 2015 @ Thursday, July 09, 2015
If then I knew how to love without holding back, I now know never to wear my heart on my sleeve. If then I wanted to give everything I had because I see the world in your eyes, I now want not to cross oceans because I never know if there is paradise after the rough tides. If then I saw a home in your heart, I now eye the walls for new cracks I failed to spot yesterday. If then I let myself crumble and shake into your arms, I now hold it together and break alone as time goes. They ask me why am I always the one to leave. How can they not when I keep silent and you cry out loud? They tell me I laugh too loud, Walk too fast, Smile too generously, Love too fast. How can they not when I look fine and you lay dying? They ask me if I ever really loved you, If I ever really missed you, If I ever really wanted you, If I ever really needed you. But how can they not when I have flowers in my hair when you have scars on your arms? She tells me "You did not really see a future with him, yes?", He kisses my ear and whispers "He was not much of a charmer like I am, was he?" But how could she not when I cried out of frustration, How could he not when I smiled between kisses? It will never be your mistake because they know you slept with a broken heart. It will never be you who loved too little and wandered too much because you never left. It will always be you who fell to your knees and cried out to the stars. It will always be you who loved the wrong one when you deserved better. Yes? Because it was not you who saw the galaxy when I saw only the moon. It was not you who dreamed with bruises on your feet and bandages on your heart. It was not you who stayed when there was a million reasons to leave. It was not you who left with a heavy heart and felt the thorns on your skin. It was not you who cried out to God when I cried out to the stars. It was not you because I left and you stayed. But how was it you when all the while it was me? Scars on your arms, wounds on my heart. Flowers in my hair, nettle around my legs. Tears down your cheeks, blood down my throat. Pain in your heart, love in my soul. You have the world at your feet, my love. I have only earth above my head. |
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