satisfied, are you?

She can live with empty promises.

But what happens?

Worlds in his hands,
lies on his lips;
keeping hope
like a flame in his heart
that she still believes
in him.

So she doesn’t want
the world.
And she doesn’t want

But what happens?

Softly treading
through night like water,
she flicks on the light
& creeps away
from his dreaming.

He can live with
feeling empty
without her.

He can go on
what was supposed to be
for her.

But what happens?

Darkness encroaches
& she thought about light
& only
what was lacking.

Sunrises over star-lit
& he thought about
only what
was over the horizon.

This is what happens.

Inspired by Awl and Scribe’s post found here


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