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Maybe someday (A conversation with a poet).
Me:

It's won't be long,
I'll make sure of it,
When the oceans will scream your name,
When the winds will carry your praise,
When sands of the earth would sink your feets in adoration.

It won't be long,
It won't be long.

Her:

You did as promised
the oceans did scream my name
the winds sang my praise
the sands of the earth did as instructed

but u weren't there
i could only feel what u wanted me to
Not what i wanted to

maybe my tears meant nothing
messages i sent through the birds were ignored
as u only did what you thought was best for me 💔

Me:

Why did it have to end so heartbreakingly😭.

Her:
cause i'm broken but u don't see it
you think you doing enough for me
You brag about having connection with nature
yet u don't see my puncture

i'm tired
i want to leave ...