Yesterday was far away
How your beautiful eyes gazed at me
The pendulum struck now, and I was consumed
In your eyes I saw the picket fence of my dream home,
The autumn leaves rustling far away,
The picturesque narrow road, becoming more slender in the distance,
Tangled coils leading to a particular destination,
A sea monster constricting what rightfully belonged to it.
You didn’t know that then.
As the lights dim on paradise,
The road became the path less travelled
But I discovered my most precious work of art
Those were the words left unspoken. At that very moment…
I must have been a lonely person to think those things then
How can one be in paradise but long this way, paradise isn’t everything.
Not then, not now.
It was destined. It was mine. It was yours. Why?
Why do things that flawlessly come together tragically fall apart?
The silent whispers
The empty stares
Those are the words left unspoken. They marked me.
There’s a compass lodged deep inside us,
Our decisions being the most influential of navigators,
But why do we feel this way?
There was that touch that changed me forever,
That awkward evening when it all came together
You grasped me for desire and I engulfed in you hope
There is a world out there for the taking… and I chose you
We have been delivered into this life
To Whom It May Concern: but there is something that matters even more
The wooden home was falling apart
And we disappeared into the darkness
I seek you for comfort and you watch me grow
The branch seemed to break, but the tree remains there still.
The tree. Our tree.