Let’s Be Nothing, I Heard It Lasts Forever

Ironic is what it is;
Sitting next to your curved lips
Never occupy your mind

Filling your days with rainbow

Too much color than you can ever handle

Bringing out the sun

You’re raining it with your whine

Warm hugs

Cold words

Deep talks

Hars response

Only want to make you feel better on your worst day

Rhymed sentences are written

Her sweet smile stories that makes you smitten is in return

Rather than a pure evil at its best

It’s just a simple heartbreak, I guess

To acknowledge one’s effort

But choosing to ignore it anyway

I am drown 3 miles deep, you lay down breathing salty air at the bay

Simple question of one’s existence

Or two long confession about recurring feeling

To my very eyes you spilled out seven syllables

Seven frozen syllables I am too stunned to even—

“Okay, then, let’s be nothing.

Nothing is good

Nothing is fine.”

No matter how deep the wound you paint

Behind every consciousness I’m still searching for the good out of your word

In a whisper, it comes

I am sorry I could only think of one

“If it is what I am to you,

Then let’s be nothing, I am fine.”

At the very least,

I heard it lasts forever

Than I have ever let myself wonder

Three long breaths passed, our gaze is way too far

You nod subtly

I sob quietly

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