and love says...
"i will,i will take care of you," to everything that is near.
--Hafiz
rabbitt,
it would be good to see you again.
We could go far away from here and see the places that are calling my name with a sense of longing.
do you remember?
i started to wonder about faith.
about the intentions of people.
I'm almost scared to get close to you.
even you.
what have i turned into?
I never did mind being cold.
even on the sad days it felt...normal.
it felt safe.
every day this existence becomes more and more dangerous.
who will we hurt?
how will we be hurt?
wheels are already spinning.
i miss him, too.
i ran so quickly for
just one small taste of rain...
spring hasn't arrived yet,
winter hasn't left either.
i'm afraid summer will sneak up on me,
bringing unwanted things.
i have become so selfish.
you'd be disappointed in me.
i smile when other people smile.
i've stolen the heart of laughter.
i can no longer give you what you want.
i walked just a little further and was in another country completely.
i keep searching for wildly beautiful things.
and tear up at seeing
so many things i can't keep.
like you and me and that other one.
we belong to no one.
sending and receiving like little arrows.
oh i have changed.
you wouldn't recognise me on sight, now.
i can't make you happy.
i worry about how all of this will end.
why do some things hurt,
when others have no meaning?
should i worry
that the day is not far off that this thick skin becomes armor?
i follow, searching for beauty.
especially for my own.
somethings are bigger than others,
blood flows, but the wound is invisible...
sometimes, i'm exhausted.
and static.
i'm not sure of what's actually good for me.
a tiny breath~
i'm falling from the sky--
will i break?
i am journeying to the ocean of meanings...
perhaps i should feel more sorrow instead of just confusion.
or just feel more.
but i don't actually want that.
i'm hiding from the sun.
the ocean of meanings...
the garden...
i don't want to hurt you.
i will meet you there.
look for me.
i will be the painfully blooming flower,
covered in rain.
love,
mienai
--Hafiz
rabbitt,
it would be good to see you again.
We could go far away from here and see the places that are calling my name with a sense of longing.
do you remember?
i started to wonder about faith.
about the intentions of people.
I'm almost scared to get close to you.
even you.
what have i turned into?
I never did mind being cold.
even on the sad days it felt...normal.
it felt safe.
every day this existence becomes more and more dangerous.
who will we hurt?
how will we be hurt?
wheels are already spinning.
i miss him, too.
i ran so quickly for
just one small taste of rain...
spring hasn't arrived yet,
winter hasn't left either.
i'm afraid summer will sneak up on me,
bringing unwanted things.
i have become so selfish.
you'd be disappointed in me.
i smile when other people smile.
i've stolen the heart of laughter.
i can no longer give you what you want.
i walked just a little further and was in another country completely.
i keep searching for wildly beautiful things.
and tear up at seeing
so many things i can't keep.
like you and me and that other one.
we belong to no one.
sending and receiving like little arrows.
oh i have changed.
you wouldn't recognise me on sight, now.
i can't make you happy.
i worry about how all of this will end.
why do some things hurt,
when others have no meaning?
should i worry
that the day is not far off that this thick skin becomes armor?
i follow, searching for beauty.
especially for my own.
somethings are bigger than others,
blood flows, but the wound is invisible...
sometimes, i'm exhausted.
and static.
i'm not sure of what's actually good for me.
a tiny breath~
i'm falling from the sky--
will i break?
i am journeying to the ocean of meanings...
perhaps i should feel more sorrow instead of just confusion.
or just feel more.
but i don't actually want that.
i'm hiding from the sun.
the ocean of meanings...
the garden...
i don't want to hurt you.
i will meet you there.
look for me.
i will be the painfully blooming flower,
covered in rain.
love,
mienai