don’t think i don’t seem them. feathery, golden and
detailed. intricate and soft. oh so soft. you have those invisible wings and if
i took out a microscope to aim it at your head, maybe i’ll spot the golden
halo too. the words you form are
perfect. your actions. the way you move. the little things you do. every time
i talk to you, it’s hard thinking of something to say. in my head I have poems
and poems, and beautiful, cute little lines to just project at you. but when i
say them it’s dismantled, and broken up as if i’m speaking pig latin. oh, that
smile is perfect. it’s like medusa’s gaze when i stare at it. your smile
freezes me in spot and i don’t know what to say. throat is filled with anxiety.
feet are concrete and it’s just me and you. seconds last hours. minutes last
days. i attempt to hold my ground but you fly, fly to those beautiful stars. i
feel im at war. every bullet fired is to fight for you. to make you understand
the concept of true love. it’s what we got and i promise to show you. i’m
performing my best and you are the audience. the spotlight is on me. it’s my
time to shine. i hope for the standing ovation. the clapping, the happiness,
the moment you drop all you have just for me.
suddenly it all changes.
the tempo moves quickly. the beat goes faster and faster. my
heart is tired. it’s getting a work out. my lungs are taking in gasps of cold,
harsh air. ouch, ouch. the wind is knocked out of me. i’m grasping for sweet
air. you are still flying away. you usually come back. but you are off to the
stars and beyond. where you going? stop! stop. stop. please stop. we got
something special, don’t you understand? we are the romeo and juliet of the 21st
century. ill do anything. come on, i’m losing these battles. i’m losing the
war.
my heart is slowing down now. you are gone. vanished into
the night sky. i keep looking up. i wait for your return, even during the
coldest of nights. it’s so cold out here. too cold. i find hope in those
twinkling stars. God i’m freezing. maybe you went to the twinkling stars. waiting
for me to grow some wings and join you.
one day i will.
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