~Gone~
You will always be
my favorite pink,
My favorite person to
walk by the hallways
You are my rose
around those torns,
My reason to chase the rain
And probably the reason of my existence.
You were my flower of happiness
Until someone
Plucked you out of my grasp.
Weaving Memories"
*A Poem that I made along with this*
The soul dwells through
places of unknown,
Carrying nothing but feelings and blurred memories untold.
His sight was gone
and so his body,
And he continues to weave silently
between those ripples and wild lilies.
Rise and Fall
It seems the world
stood still in front of me;
Silently watching my shoulders rise and fall.
The melody of nature, as if it calls me.
The earth froze around me.
Everything were motionless and empty,
As I suddenly saw myself endlessly fall
into the unknown.
I'm on my way to see the stars,
Above an endless sky filled with light.
I'm marching through silent wars,
Below the ground where darkness crawls.
I'm running towards the sea,
Where waves and tides go high and low.
I'm on my way to ask myself ,
To ask the earth "Who am I?"
Then you halt yourself from feeling things because what if....
.
.
"What if..."
.
.
What if this will not lead nowhere.
.
.
What if he was giving me the signs of love...but a different one. A love of a friend that was never meant to spill into the boundaries of the heart.