this is an early night text with a taste of cherries on my tongue and a droplet of red wine on my lips
I know this won't reach you in time,
cause I don't think you'll understand what I am trying to say
not tonight, nor tomorrow,
but who knows about one day
I don't think that we've got some last words
I don't think that
writing poems and giving hints
is what you need to
figure out what I mean
I told you who I am
I told you that hurting me means to lose me completely
I am fading away until
you can't even remember my face
I am vanished
until now
this is some kind of revelation,
cause
there's a reason for deleting your number and never answering your texts
there's a reason for wanting to call you, but never looking back
I don't want you
to think
that I am angry,
cause I'm not,
don't think that I want to hurt you,
cause I really don't
I just know that
there's nothing left to say
it was nice getting to know
a few pieces of you
and I don't need to ask myself
why we met anymore
listen,
we're looking at the same moon
that's what I told you once
and I don't know if you'll ever understand what I meant while saying this
but I hope that you'll learn
to leave your anger,
I hope that someone
opens your fists and
maybe,
just maybe
you will find someone
who spends you freedom,
although he wants you to stay
I hope that you will find
someone to love,
although she knows
that you're afraid
maybe we will meet again
taking a glimpse around the corner of the other sipping coffee
maybe we won't see each other's faces for the rest of our life
I don't think that we need to
but it's okay
and
I hope that you're too