would it be still love when i can’t get you out of my head?
maybe it’s love but maybe it’s only desire from despair.
it breaks my heart when i realize that not all the roses are red. there is blue, yellow, white and even black. and still, i catch your shadow in those red roses.
it wasn’t blind love you said. it was just me trying to realize that it is what it is even somehow what it is is not it is. and still, i catch your shadow.
we both know, love for us is hard to catch even it’s easy to be found. we are never meant to be. and still, i catch your shadow.
even it doesn’t hurt at all but it’s still there, hanging out inside of me. and i can’t get it out of me. i know i should. i just don’t know when. and still, i catch your shadow.
they said it will be gone when i find someone new. someone who will break this prison built inside of me with their hammer or any other tools. and, still i catch your shadow.
i won’t blame you. i won’t blame anything we’ve been through. even that you’re already gone now. and still, i catch your shadow.
i love you.
it’s not a poem or whatever it is. it’s just me, trying to reach you. you, the real you. not only a glimpse of your shadow.