Oh the feels

She had many sisters and all looked alike.

To the right her twins, to the left the same.

Yet they lived trapped in a world full of limitations.

Space and color were monotone.

She longed for her freedom,

a dream she never gave up on.

Time passed and hope grew old, weak and frail.

At last, her day came.

The hand took her out of her miserable reality.

She saw the world with her own eyes.

Green grass and blue skies filled with white clouds.

Colors she had never seen.

She flew through the air, she was free.

She had survived all this time for this moment.

Her life finally got meaning, joy filled her soul.

Her dream came true, until she killed the man.

Then everything turned red and dark again.

Her world was limited again.

And just like the man,

she was dead.

Nature knows this,

so does everyone else.

I’m a flawless flaw

full of charisma

and lack of personality.

I’m a round square

and a circle full of corners.

Tonight the sun woke me up,

it was cold and dark.

The trees were witnesses

and the wind was silent.

I looked for you with closed eyes;

to my right and to my left,

but there was nothing to be found.

I’m completely incomplete

without your presence at my sight.

The sands, the seas and the skies held me tight.

Even though I have no heart, it ached.

I missed you,

I don’t know how.

A motionless river surrounded me

and the earth reflected my face.

My eyes full of sweat

and my face full of tears.

It hurt somewhere around my chest,

but I have no heart.

I’m completely incomplete

and nothing makes sense.

I’m your lover,

but you have my heart.

I’m sad,

but you’re enjoying life.

I’m here,

but you’re out there.

I know you,

but you don’t know me.

I’m a flawless flaw

full of doubts

and refutable truths.

I’m an unknown lover who loves you,

but shall never be loved in return.

He has green eyes,

or perhaps they are honey colored.

His smile dazzling and shimmering

melts me every time my sight is set on it.

The sound of his voice is warm and fragile.

He’s the type of guy everyone dreams of.

My Prince Charming.

He’s relaxed like he has all the time in the world,

but enjoys life like he has no tomorrow.

He knows when to hug me

and when to just give me some space.

The way he treats me in front of his friends

is like I’m just another of his buddies,

I’m part of his group.

When we’re alone, it’s just us;

no one else, nothing more, nothing less.

He’s the guy of my dreams.

But you’re just a boy, aren’t you?

No Prince Charming, no dream guy.

You’re just you and I’m just me.

And that’s all there is.

As good as it gets, or as bad as it gets.

You’re just a boy.

I shall taste defeat, feel like crap

and perhaps even unmotivated.

I shall hit rock bottom, lose friends

and maybe even myself in the dark of the night.

Yet I will not let go, I will not stop.

My dreams are bigger than this,

than this reality of yours.

Your words, they really do hurt.

Your white lies keep me from myself,

your lack of honesty has never been of help.

So when I’m gone, when I finally leave this place,

I will not look back, I will never come back.

Life has so much to offer,

I have so much more to offer.

My story will be whispered,

the wind shall be my troubadour.

How I fought and was defeated,

how I stood up and succeeded.

Worry not, I’ll always remember you,

the one who never supported me,

the one who never believed in me.

I will dream for both of us,

I will live for the two of us.

Just wait and you’ll see,

the wind will bring the news,

how our dreams came true,

how I lived my life to its full extent

while you were stuck in a sorry excuse of one.