Poetry

So … there is this stranger that changed into ”someone” important in my life simply because we shared a playlist…

He does not want to know all that they can offer He is still mad at them for all that…

As if my helplessness was the only thing that gave him hope As if my death was the only way…

”I could have built it better” you said but you did not darling.. If it was to be any other…

Being born (again) loving mud,rain and butterflies going to school dreaming of the night for the stars imagining leaves were…

Closed distance not closed people but the universe does not focus on the not right? open hearts not open wounds…

 Fine. That is all you say you are. I do not know how to feel about that. Here I am…

I hope it won’t be as empty as your eyes because what is filled with hope can be replaced with…

You would not know just like I would not because both of us can not read minds maybe this is…