You're with. Not me.
You touch. Not me.
Embrace. Not me.
You love. Not me.
If I were a cloud,
I'd melt in a rain.
I'd become transparent.
I'd become cold.
If I were a star,
I would reach down
Breaking the whole constellation
In galaxy.
If I were light,
I'd find the darkness.
Deeper and deeper I'd go
To never show up.
If I were wind,
I'd fly to the seashore.
Crushing myself into water
I'd feel.
If I were pain
(Which I am now),
I wouldn't be silent;
I'd shout all my thoughts.
If I were you,
I'd be afraid
To look in a mirror
'Cause I'd see you there.
You kiss. Not me.
You tell. Not me.
You love. Not me.
You hurt…
July 12 2015
Not me
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