No reason
I sat with silence
And glanced the sky,
The sky with plentiful of auras ;
That day t'was robbed
with oceanic dye.
There was a hue of birds
marching in shapes
Each following the other
On the path of carefree map.
Swinging with such freedom
were the kites, so high!
Height enough to run away
From those contemn lies.
A drip or two
cascaded down my cheeks
Maybe I stared long enough
Proving the fact if my eyes
were dangerously weak.
Maybe I craved to drawn
And wished to fly
Swinging like the birds
All carefree in that oceanic dye.
Who knew if my tears even carried a weight.
Maybe I just needed someone
To sit next to me
And they listen while I narrate.
no reasons
I can’t give you the reasons I loved you.
You were simply you, and that was enough for me.
I guess you needed a reason, but couldn't find one.
It’s more like...
It's more like sitting in the back of your class bored to no extent. Then looking down to see that your paper is wet and your hands are shaking. It's more like your brain can't keep up with your heart as you try to stop the tears and trembling that your body decided was appropriate in that moment. An unstoppable stream of tears running down your face and a cap of confusion on your head as you try to discretly stop them. It's more like, the slow realization that your going to have to tough it out until your heart is content with itself. And thats okay.