Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Enjoy Life
This is for you
As you see him smiling, your lips goes dry.
As you see him walking away, your day starts to vanish in gray.
As you see him reaching for another star, you see yourself crumbling like a broken skyscraper.
You should know by now. You can see him and his red wine as he tosses his hair, the way he flawlessly did as he emptied a soda. You should know by now that those sweet words he usually kisses are now planted to someone else's apple tinted cheeks.
You should know by now, long before my dear, that his smiles are no longer yours to keep. Not a second belongs to you or your eternal whims. He is now free.
Those pure shirts, white as your hearts desire for him, will be forever tossed to a wooden basket far from your barren bedside's reach.
Those hopes and plans, fairy tales so they seem, are now just part of a strange whisper enclosed in a piece of cloth, worn out and dusty.
Those thousands and a one of letters kept in a fancy box are now but worthless parchments, embedded with rusty words he can no longer remember.
My dear, my heart inside, you should know by now, that your lips are turning dry. Strangely and sadly, you should also know by now, that he can no longer blow you a kiss, not even a tiny scornful goodbye.
My dear, my heart frozen inside, you should know by now that the tears touching and staining your pillows will also run dry, so just let them be, and maybe tomorrow I'll pray ; i'll hope and beg that they may fly to a place where it brings both of us to such no sorrow and gushing pain.