I lost sense of self as I watched myself fading away with time.
Making me a museum of memories;
A figment of your imagination.
An immolation,
An abstract thought.
- the result of desire.
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ESTETICA //
Why say goodbye when you dont mean it ?
Why did I do what I have done ?
Why did I cry Infront of you, begging you to come back and you let me go once again.
And I was left on my own, for the hundredth time.
With love left in my heart for you.
And as I waited for us ,
I ran out of love for you.
From the skies above,
Under the ground within.
The clouds split open
And there you shone ;
Sitting on your throne.
Looking over me,
Shying away,
The clouds let out a thunderous applause
Over you my beloved.
And the ones whom you thought wereyour world don't orbit around the same sun as you anymore.
You are missed everyday .
11 February 2017.