eulogy.
After the white rose marked your intangible presence I knew there was something strange. The strangeness was probably inside me, inside my mind. The strangeness was the crammed up thoughts about the person you were. The strangeness was you.
I tried to find you. But I looked at the wrong places for too long and with time when I found you, it seemed as though no time had passed. The whole universe paused and it was just us. You and me, like two ragged pieces of a broken heart, withdrawn into the space. Everything about that moment was surreal. It was too perfect, like a picture carved out on canvas.
I'm sorry I couldn't capture you and hold you down. I'm sorry I let you age. It probably doesn't matter now because, you're somewhere on the other side of the world trapped in a beautiful place. I can't be very sure but that's what I like to think. I like to think of you with the light that I saw. You with the color of your smile, the warmth of your words and the gentleness of your heart. Its unfair that someone so vividly bright in my head had to be so buried in darkness.
If I ever find you again, I'll draw you down. You belong t
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