Wilted Words

You’re wonderful, full of life, like the sky at dusk.  And I’m so dark and scattered, like the sky at night. You’re whole, forever shining, like the sun, full of warmth and honest promises.  And I’m shattered into millions of cold lost stars. I’ll always be here, waiting for a miracle, I’ll wait for the day our orbits collide. our own big bang Creating a new world.  A whole universe, just for the two of us. I’ll leave all my insecurities out of our atmosphere. And I’ll burn all your doubts before they shoot in. A universe where pain don’t exist, neither mortality. We’ll live for millions of years. Just me and you. I know it seems impossible, especially with hundreds of light years stretching between us. But I promise, I’ll always keep your rays with me, I’ll keep them locked within me, until our Nebula starts existing. 

a rose and a thron. two things that never grow apart. the rose so beautiful,and so delicate. and the Thron so sharp, and so harmful. you can't have one without getting the other, just like a person. we look at people, and wee see features, we see professions, we see back stories. we see first wrong impressions, we see what we want. we don't see beyond our noses, or beyond the stories we hear. we don't listen to more than a few words before we think it's enough to judge a person. People are magnificent creatures. God crated us perfect, nevertheless we can't actually see it-or we don't want to see it- we don't want to see more than our imperfections. we are able to swim although we don't have gills, that we can fly, although we don't have wings. and that we can imagine, build futures and stories and weave art and make magic. and dream. we're capable of lots of things.  human power is unlimited. that nothing could stop...

Somehow you will always be here, As if you have never left. the pain is still here, alongside with your memory.  the sense of your presence is not enough, it's always here, but it's never enough... I can kneel at your grave for hours and cry, but it's nothing compared to the strength you gave me whenever I cried in front of you. I can stare at your pictures for hours, but I will never see your eyes staring back at me, unraveling me, turning me inside out.   it's worthless, it's not the same. I can't hold you any more, I can't feel your warmth creep into me, I can't feel your presence shining like the only star that ever was.  I'm deprived of all those things now, and sometimes it feels like it's more than I can tolerate.  I run away to my dreams, that is the only place where I can enjoy our stolen moments...where I can touch your hands and they feel so real... I can see you smiling warmly at me, telling me everything will be alr...