a happily unhappy world
Pietro Candido masterfully paints the Anunciation Angel. Photo via Google under the Creative Commons license.
January 14, 2022
i’m wide awake yet i still dream of you.
i try to escape, but thoughts of you grip me like a mother’s tight hold on her child.
how could this be?
i was silver,
you wanted gold.
i was a river,
you wanted the ocean.
i was a flower,
you wanted a whole forest.
and i was tired of it.
never again will i reach for the stars only to be scorched by the sun.
never again will your salty words sting my sweet heart.
you will leave and go away to another galaxy, a different world.
my eyes do not want to see you leave,
so my tears will blur the memory.
i lean away only to fall, but not for you.
it’s so sad, isn’t it?
you’re not in my dreams anymore.
