Going away.

Opening up new doors.

Opportunities of the past long gone.

Detonating emotions in another.

Bothersome feelings of discomfort.

Yielding distance.

Everything I never wanted to say to you.


Night Sky

The night sky

A black blanket

Speckled with millions

of silver beads

Covers the Earth

I look up and wish that

Even just a light embrace

With your arms would

Cover me as well.



No stars but it fit the mood I guess.