goodbye, goodnight.
tonight
i slip into a bed
of flowers,
or rather
a hole i dug
beneath their veins,
beneath the stars
i close my eyes.
(Source: thedustdancestoo)
an ordinary second passed.
this was the end
of some beginning
that never began;
but i guess endings
are just preambles
to new beginnings—
it’s confusing, i know,
like life. so i let an ordinary
second pass, and hang
there, suspended
in the exhale of a breath;
and just like that,
i was free of you.
(Source: thedustdancestoo)
a brief conversation.
i caught your glance between drops of rain. your eyes reminded me of oceans. but they spoke in silence, like a star.
YOUR EYES: Hello.
i blinked twice, nervously, and then responded.
MY EYES: Hi.
i looked away repressing my smile. you bit your lip softly, as we passed on the sidewalk.
YOUR EYES: Goodbye.
in that last half second, i tried to memorize everything about them. the color, the warmth, the way they raged with intensity, yet sparkled with a touch of mischief. and then, with a blink, you were gone. and i kept walking ahead, without an umbrella, getting soaked.
i glanced back after you, and shouted—
MY EYES: Goodbye!
—But you never heard me. Your back was turned.
