Thursday, October 25, 2012
For the moon.
you always act like you don't care. you're cold, you're aloof, you're ignorant, and you don't give a shit about what others think. sometimes i think you're just plain mean, and you don't even have to try.
your one-word answers that you give to my stories, your sarcastic encouragement that makes me feel more useless than i already am, how you're always sleeping when i need you the most.
your eyes that are blank, your arms that never hold, and your lips which never speak.
sometimes it seems like you're an insecure person too. you think compassion's a flaw. that once you start to show care and concern for someone; bam, you're dead, defeated.
you once told me that it's difficult for you to trust. thinking back, the fact that you dared tell me that; maybe it was a warning. maybe you're starting to trust me but you're warning me never to breach that benefit.
i don't know whether you want to have me in your life or not. at times you push me away, and when you do pull me towards you to the point that i'm about unlock your door, you shut me out and slam it in my face.
i wish i know what you're thinking. i wish you know that i'll take care of you with all that i can. if you would just allow me to. if you would just tell me how. if you would just trust yourself to trust me.
because sometimes when i think you're being mean to me, you're just intimidating me on purpose so that i can learn how to strengthen myself the way you do.
your coldness is what makes me desperate for warmth from you.
you're just like the moon. you've always been the moon; but don't ever think that it's 'small'. that's because you compared it to the sun. please don't ever compare yourself with anyone else. especially not the sun.
see how the moon glows against the dark background. like you. maybe you just don't realise it. but from where i'm standing, i can see your glow. and i want to be as brave as you are.
maybe you've been the inspiration for me to stand on my own two feet. maybe someday i'll have the courage to lift myself, along with you. and you would be the one to have taught me that.
i really care for you. you may or may not allow me to love you, but i'll always be here for you. if you would just look at me longer than you usually do.
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