You are the person behind my works
yet you left me without a word...

But I still kept on writing about you,
even if the story is no longer about me and
you.

I will write to let out the agony and to move
on from melancholy...
Until I can deal with the pain,
until my wounds with in heal.

And I will write until my eyes shed no tears
until the day my pen runs out of ink...
And until the day my hand can no longer right
your name.

🦋

June 12, 2019 at 7:03 PM