I wander in the dark
Night by night.
I must've gone blind.
It should be easy to stop
but I keep going
in search of the
real.
Real you?
Real me?
Real us?
Can that evcn exist?
I wish I knew.
You were to help me find the answers
but instead I fall prey
to your complications.
We were supposed to arrange the pieces
but instead we mixed them all
in this box of mystery.
I was to figure out the calculations
was to undertsand the inner workings of your mind
was to figure out why you did the things you did
and said the things that I knew you truly didn't mean.
As much as this hurts
I can't help but adore the blaze you set in me.
The light you give me is too bright to be ignored.
I, like a moth,
float to it.
By instinct almost.
By the assertion of my love.
By the devotion I am willing to give you.
But you have not yet returned.
And until then,
I shall wait in the dark.
I don't want to,
but I can't help but feel sorry for the
heart that decided to
make steps before I did.
About the Creator
Mihaela Vasileva
I write based on heart. I love based on thought. I think based on truth.
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