03-01-2017, 01:04 AM
Loving someone is like walking
through a spider’s web.
Not being loved back is being left
at the bottom of the sea.
Now if you close your eyes
and wish
hard enough through the ice,
through 2,000 years
of emptiness, until
this hollow world flickers out.
If you wrap yourself in the embrace
of that singular perfect day, you will
still
never be a real boy.
through a spider’s web.
Not being loved back is being left
at the bottom of the sea.
Now if you close your eyes
and wish
hard enough through the ice,
through 2,000 years
of emptiness, until
this hollow world flickers out.
If you wrap yourself in the embrace
of that singular perfect day, you will
still
never be a real boy.
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson