Behold
Be warned
Before it is late
This is my seat
Scratched the line
The line he wasn't supposed
To cross
Foolishly he played along
He thought I was the enemy

Was I?
How was it easy for him
To just not cross the line
Ignored me, made me act
Like I never needed him

He was innocent like no other
Calm as the sea
Silent as the after storm moment
The sunset which I took
As the beginning of the dark night

Left me with questions
Was I the villain?
Was I the storm?
Will our passes ever cross again?
I am waiting for the sunrise
So that I can see the sunset again.



© ~Hermosa~