stuart :
If you can't find a breath to speak to me, I'll ignite the stars and rewrite all that they knew and have them spread the rumours, and it'll come round to me like you never left, but you weren't close, so it was enough so you could catch that breath. If it's space you need still, I'll call the tides to play to the moon a tune so you're there in the void with everything new, a creation to do. Maybe you start with a sun, a planet or just something cool, but in that space I still need you to know I never left you.
If you still need time, I'll delete all the languages we speak and set it amongst a new task. Hopefully you'll forget the past, and a future will be bright for you. I may not be at your side, but you know that I'd do it all again for you to rest your mind. If there's a tear of happiness that splashes the floor and it's not one you can call your own, I take all the books and write how I was wrong to deny that to you. Maybe mention a time you laughed between the shadows as you comment on the books in the new language, and remember I never stood a chance without you. If it's me that's bad, let me seek this god that I'm sure is righteous and ask to punish me for rashness and all that's bad so I can come back better in the eyes of the one that I love. And it's true, no matter where I put myself, no matter what I do, I could write 10 things I hate about you, and I would still be on the streets singing the happiest of tunes, and the beach would feel like the first time I got to say your name, and somehow the streetlights shine more than the stars you started above, and we dance like there's no other chance that is heaven. Could you? Dream a dream; it never dies, but surely to my surprise, you knew all along there was never a price from start to finish; it was more like I had poems, not lies, of life before you were around. But that's just a sadness of my mind because there's not a scent. I could find nothing to match the beauty of life, and it is hard for me to say. But even if I have to go back between the day and night Apologies for envy of love. I have a thank you for you, and then maybe you could just find that second to take a breath and speak your mind. R
2026-05-05 19:07:03