Carnation in color—
matching no other.
Sun-kissed are the petals,
I dare not disturb her.
my pen taking note
of how she dances in the wind.
She didn’t bob or weave.
It was more of a graceful curtsy.
I saw that she wasn’t free.
Ensnared to a life of loneliness—
she frees herself in the emptiness.
With eyes that looked her way,
she’s given life—
one of only distant happiness.
I’ve built up my courage
for you to not notice
what you are to me.
I’ve rejected advances
for one of your kisses.
Is this how it’s to be?
Another night alone
staring at my phone.
What’s going on?
We’ve shared in your burden,
I tried to make you feel perfect
but who am I to you?
You’re my beauty and my beat
the unrehearsed melody to my harmony.
What am I to do?
Wish upon a star?
Mend my shattered heart?
I don’t know where to start.
When it comes time for you to choose,
I’ll support your decision and be there for you.
Who am I to stand in your way
of a happy ending.
I’ve gone this far with just pretending.
There’s no excuse for you to keep waiting.
Mourning dew saturates your stone,
silhouetted memories buried within me.
Birds try to sing harmonic psalms,
only silent scores reach our ears.
It’s difficult to say the right words now
when it was easy to say the wrong ones.
Here I am,
talking to a rock.
Shows how desperate I am to talk to you,
when I never let you say your piece.
You’re probably telling me to smile,
It’s not what I want.
I want you to blame me.
How I could’ve been better;
for always lying; and
why you left me—
I was lost from the start
and you used to make it make sense.
Being special to you made me arrogant to everyone.
I’ve bargained with nothing, hoping it brought you back—
but you folded before you called my bluff.
If eternity’s bonds have locked you away from me,
then I will live long enough to find the key and join you.