you are not my love song
your reflection haunts me,
chases me in the autumn wilderness
like the only flower struggling to live.
pulling me, suffocating me
in the slow oceanic monstrosity.
then the sun begins,
a new ray after darkest dawn
and you destroy me every morning.
shattering me, as the notifications chime.
who were you?
were you a fragment of my imagination?
what was real?
if yes, when did you die?
why was I in the dark?
you had me believing all this while,
a stupid bitch singing love songs in the dark.
now I sing dark songs in bright light.
I gave you my heart,
you told me how crazy I got
with every passing day.
had me believing in my flaws.
you had me believing in all the wrong places,
in the wrong light.
I thought I had you,
But only your selfish heart.
I thought I knew you,
But just your facade.
you are not my love song.
you were never my song to sing.
last night, I wrote you on a paper,
wrapped it around a stone
and threw in the slow dance of death.
watched the rhythms burn into flames
till the ashes turned grey.
watched it get mixed with the soil,
watched the remains fly with the wind
and get lost in the vicinity of the horizon.
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