#schizoid pixie

[apixiedyedhere]

To everyone I never loved,

You're not at fault, it's me.

If I could love the way you love,

We still would never be.

For I am like the lichen moth

Or wisps over the lake,

My flight is faster than my thoughts

I seldom sojourns make.

Still my darling I can see

Your beauty in my dreams

Fixed there even in Time's rush

Like pebbles in a stream.