mars to nite
our eyes meet
in a dream and your face
oh god you’re beautiful
but only tonight
right now
and i fall for you
because
you tell me too
you insist
you always had such choclaty brown eyes
maybe i miss you more than i say
but i say i don’t miss you
and i mean it
in a certain way
that i could never love you
maybe i could never love you again
but maybe i’d always loved you
and not anymore
i loved you without promise
and in weeknight repose
i love you again
i wake up to a memory of a dream
and a memory of you with glasses
in my sleep
you have no glasses
does that mean you can’t see?
you never saw
and i never saw you
i only saw who i wanted you to be
who i needed you to be
and i needed you to be
out.
i like you when you’re gone far away
i don’t want you to hold me close
just maintain your distance
and we’ll circle each other for ours
sometimes you’ll be carrion
me: vulture.
it doesn’t matter which
it only matters that
without this,
we’re nothing.
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im getting tired of illegally reading your poetry only to wonder what the fuck it means and being hurt and scared. maybe i just shouldnt illegally read your poetry. or read your poetry at all. because i dont know what to think of you or it. and we never talk when we talk.