Two

This was my world
Filled with magnificent blues
of the imaginary sea and sky

I look around me, always with awe
Fervently participating in joy,
laughter
And small, little conversations of the day

Then I went to visit your world.

I let the blues slowly turn to gray,
dissolving and melting myself into the walls

that contained meaningless people

with their shallow talk

and trendy garb

While there has been plenty of times that I dressed myself all pretty
just to hide from my own ugliness,

Very much like you.

The bar lights
The smoke-induced space
All this make-believe and pretend

Afterward, we all go back home
with our respective states of loneliness waiting for us

We obsessively question ourselves
Over and over again

why we go back to poison
that makes us sicker…

I quietly ask you to love me while I sleep next to you
but you are worlds and worlds
apart
from me when I open my eyes in the morning.

I glance at your bare skin,
wishing it could touch mine.

But you are far away,
your wispy breath touches my breath
but we are separate airs,
yearning to breathe and belong
in two worlds that can never be resolved..
and they’ll eventually dissolve into incompletion

Do I thank you for these beautiful fragments?
Or do I cry…just for LOSS?