Theresconfettiinmyshoe - Poems And Mess

Floating fog III. 20211018

You feel like your heart is breaking

Your inside is heavy

You can feel the missing

Time is eternity

Sometimes a memory pop up

Sometimes you have new fantasies

For others, you wanna make up

You want to call them «Dear»

But always you compare

And the past is haunting you

Because the person was rare

Because all this was new

And random, you picture her

Her face, her dark hair

Her everything

The city where i was born

Claude Monet, Study of Rushes at Argenteuil, 1876, oil on canvas

Hermann Hesse, " Demian "