Unrequited Dreams

Tonight the moon is shaped like a fragment from a dream of you. 
Everything is white. And me… I’m a just girl with eyes filled with longing and grief, and maybe a hint of regret.   
Follow the dying stars.

The dust has settled on my dreams. Hushed tears cling to my eyes. Old ghosts still linger and I can’t stop thinking of you.
I’m cold.

I try to look for you; I call for you, but every room is filled with ashes. Broken mirror glass. Broken reflections.
I reach for nothing.

All I have left are echoes of moments that could have been. Scared and unprotected I lose myself inside unrequited wishes. 
Will you destroy me?

Wind murmurs like wings, moonlight softly falling, clouding me. A silver light, like feathers – a patronus – to protect my half-beating heart. A shape of us unfurling, leaving behind a residue of sorrow. Like a tear falling on a bloomed rose. A dandelion seed sinking. 
Raindrops still fall…

It’s 5am and I’m still awake. Love/hope/hope of love? buried in a tear-filled grave. A thousand dreams/poems/confessions and I can never avoid the ending.
Can you actually see me?

Slowly, I open my hands and release the butterfly. I hold my breath; beneath the stars I fall. Neither love nor pain.
A stillness, as the sea-waves crush on me. One final whisper to the wind: “I did love you.” (Of course I did…) Of course I do…
Maybe the end.
 
 

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