
Entrap me, ineffectual keeper.
I hear you whimpering the word, "forever," with such delicacy.
Whimper for me one more time.
I've been anticipating your presence for longer than is ever healty to my addictive mind.
You have always been the brave one,
Looking straight into me while I bundle up this bouquet of lies.
Let's dance for just another hour and look at the clouds.
Can you see our tomorrow?
I just might have forgotten how.
Instead, just keep laying out this bittersweet timeline of honesty and electric happiness.
Was that last year or today?
Please don't let me forget this time.
You're leaving me with empty serenity and I can't help but fantasize of a hinting happiness.
I cannot seem to figure if you're feeding me insight or pity,
But at this point I think I'm all right with either.
All this jovial talk is making me hungry for another photograph, a new one.
You're getting my hopes too high, gazing at my hopeless eyes.
The galaxy is getting smaller with every stalling second.
Running away seems like the best option.
Running away from your protection,
Your faith, your tranquility,
And now, you seem to appear as the only solidity I have left.
Don't curl your fingers against mine, I beg you.
You look handsome, walking away now.
I wish you luck, ineffectual keeper.

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