#depressoespresso

[depressoespressopoet]

The image of the bright blue sky

The smell of the sea in the air

The memories in a melody that fly

through the breeze and the glare

I will walk down an unfamiliar road

feeling the familiar phantom with each step

for, now, I will let my heart feel the float

as the new memories fill this gap.

Holidays, here I come.

[depressoespressopoet]

What have I done to deserve you?

I’m not exactly sure,

but I was sure I wanted you

and here we are.

[depressoespressopoet]

Forgive me

for I am cursed

to hate the presence of you

and to miss the absence of you.

[depressoespressopoet]

you came into my life

like a metaphor,

the most beautiful metaphor.

and now you exit my life

as a most tragic irony,

life slipping away

when it was always in your favour.

[depressoespressopoet]

You

who found me at my darkest

who shone a light from the furthest shore

who showed me a hand at my weakest

and who saw me through to my door

My heart breaks at the thought of you

To reach out into the empty air

and to see that nothing may be true

but everything in love is just fair.

Was it really love though?

Or did I just need the companionship?

Some questions have no answer

and maybe, need no answer.

But there are days I wonder

if you talk to them this way

if you always share a piece of yourself this way

if you can love for more than a day

for those whom you let stay.

And now I cannot run nor hide

You will always haunt me for whatever

A crumb is enough to lead me to your side

and maybe self-respect I have none whatsoever

but you were there

and we shared the same air

together.

[depressoespressopoet]

You may think you’re beyond it now -

that you’re too strong

or that you shouldn’t show your softness.

But just because you can hold it in

because you can hold more pain

and hide it under your hollow grin

doesn’t mean you should.

So let the tears fall

feel the overflow of sorrow

and let them go.

[depressoespressopoet]

If it takes losing somebody

to know the value of that somebody,

maybe, just maybe,

you don’t deserve that body.

[depressoespressopoet]

but even after it all goes wrong,

i-

still wish to come home to you.

always

always,

and always.