the young and carefree in the rain.
you said you would be back. it was a lie. you said you loved me. but you left me behind to die.
i dislike eros (cupid)..
the sound is hollow.
i think about your once-smiling face, and hope you are finally Happy now, at a different place.
as innocence falls away like dying petals, the fire of youth cools.
still on fire, i know who i am now.
why do we always realize too late?
when young, tartness hides behind unmatured fruits of labor,a thick skin covering its stubborn soulfrom the ground meeting its green heart.sunshine lets its rays cover its body with a blanket of warmth,and, slowly, the ice of its skin begins to melt,until a sweetness blooms beneath blotchy red cheeks i was thinking about eating a mangoContinue reading “mango”
names and photographs engraved in history books,the cheers drown out the roar of time,tears remain frozen on my face,dare i surround myself in this cloak of light,the clocks stop,standing on the stage, reaching out for the fans – screams of my name bring me to my knees – an emptiness will swallow me whole tomorrow,yesterdayContinue reading “young forever”