062017

Trying to perceive
How much it is you have for me
Because even despite the words you've said
I wonder for how long will you stay and be there

I don't mean to doubt
What you claimed to be real
But I cannot help it if I can barely trust
Anyone: not you, not me, nor the words we can say

I tend to get lost
In puzzles and in wonders
Amused and redirected by their surfaces
Despite knowing that I want more than just your fragments

061617 Thoughts in longing

Of lives and puzzles

And of sorrows and longings

This being has tried to comprehend 

A great wondering

On how absence can launch the search

To that which once has been 

And that which has never been

Which is more to cause the emptiness?

The absence of what has just left

Or the nothingness of an idea

What lessons should be instilled?

Is there a should for a confused heart?

If maybe this being will turn back 

To all she has thought of once

And have stood upon,

Will the turmoil be straightened out

And the adventure be stilled?