haughty fulcrum
perhaps i will sit with my grief
hold it with both hands
stare at it in hopes that it would shrink
for you are the language i learned
but can no longer speak
the hiding place where i can no longer sneak
your touch, a warmth i no longer seek
perhaps you were a whole nation
i would go to war
then wouldn't mind losing a limb for
like orpheus to eurydice
i looked back only to
realise that you were no longer mine to see
give me one last memory of you
even if you are no longer my spring
lost slate
Wow im speechless
haughty fulcrum
Wow im speechless
appreciate u! this came to me during mid-sleep awakenings hence the shortness of it hehe
lean geyser
The way you were able to express the comfort they once provided for you is absolutely astonishing. That last line hit a little too close to home
haughty fulcrum
The way you were able to express the comfort they once provided for you is absol...
thank you! the aftermath of love, remembering & following its traces is a subject that i'm truly fascinated with. have a good day ahead! 💐
severe herald
This is so lovely, it truly hit me hard