When you came and filled my life, I realized how empty it was otherwise.
But today I know, emptiness is truth, emptiness should suffice.
Do whatever to make me smile, I have lost a part of me;
I am too afraid to open my heart again, don’t you see?
Let me live in the bubble I live, because you won’t be there with me.
And I don’t want anyone else to see through me, so let it be.
Times don’t come back and the past is past, so they say.
I don’t know of anything that will make the past go away.
It’s not that I am running away from what everyone does.
But I know for sure this emptiness will never pass…
Oh it does. But it takes time.
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Reaching out for love and your fingers tangle in the air, that they encounter the emptiness and confusion… There’s nothing here…
Very nicely written, dear… Loved it…
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There’s a better place than this, emptiness.
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