If only

If only you could say
what the hell you want to say,
and get the hell out





and never look back.

living

Bouncy hair,

Blue jeans.

Playful eyes,

A bright smile.

It’s in the way she walks,

Completely alone in her own world

Ignoring us, ignoring all that’s left to be,

Happy in her head

Summer clouds around her,

Rays of sunshine follow her wherever she goes

Guarded from the gazes of people

Guarded from the past.

Beautiful, pink lips,

Blushed, white cheeks.

Soft, childish hands,

Piercing, intense glances.

You can see the brain working,

Looking for a solution, confusion,

Confusion in her eyes,

But then she smiles.

And her eyes sparkle, yes,

Summer pierces through winter,

And everyone does nothing but look at her,

At the amazing woman living her life.

No, she doesn’t react to the stares.

I wonder if she sees them, living alone

In her happy place in her head,

And she just continues walking, walking ahead.

Not does she bother to look back,

To look at the people she leaves behind,

Nor does she slow her pace,

The amazing woman living her life,

She.

what

I don't know what to do,

what to think,

how to feel.

I don't know what to say,

what to decide

how to think.

I don't know who I am,

who you are,

what we were.

How to stop these things from happening,

and not care about the world.

I hope to feel your warmth one day,

your arms tightly embracing me.

Telling me that everything will be fine,

not to worry.

But it wont.