sunflower [ poetry/ proses/ quotes]

➸ eternal love?

I HAD PUBLISHED THIS POEM ON MY INSTA 2 DAYS BEFORE. I THOUGHT I SHOULD PUBLISH HERE TOO. HOPE YOU ARE HAVING A NICE DAY. ENJOY YOUR READ ☉🌈

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You and me," He said, "we aren't eternal."
However, this moment,
this small lapse of time that
may be a mistake or
may be an act of faith - I honestly
do not care which-it's real.
It is heartbeats and
stuttered breaths
and soft skin and
so, so very human.
And when I met him, it seemed like
the world had finally
granted my wish,
and carved my happiness
in the shape of him.
He came to me with stars
in his eyes; waiting to be jotted
into constellations, and galaxies
hidden deep in his soul;
waiting to be explored
and loved by me.
But maybe that's the thing about
true love, it ends tragically.
i tried to paint over the
memories of him, camouflage him
in colors of green and gray.
but he is still here.
on my mind, always.
and even though the paint
has begun to fade,
the image of him, with me, has not.

it is as permanent and vibrant
as ever. Or maybe you were the
stubborn ocean blue paint, that I
couldn't get off my hands
no matter how hard I try or
maybe you were the water,
the river, a sea of forever
that will never be mine.
Maybe it was love at first sight.
Or second. Or maybe it was
the third one that stroke me the most.
I felt butterflies in my stomach.
Or lions. Or maybe it was the
undeniable fear of the anticipated
hurting your departure
would feel like.
And when you left i wrote,
i wrote and i wrote, until there were
no more tears that
could be turned into ink.
at that moment, i sensed the
deepest void in my chest
because i had managed to spill
on the white pages all of my feelings
so now i lie here, as empty as these words I wrote.