The music sways the children.


[//REUNi0N.]

I had a bit of a tough time a first.
I gave away my feelings long ago.
I just left notes in big letters.
Maybe then, I would be noticed by him.
I can remember all the fake memories.
I guess I imagined it all..
The flowers are covered with one thousand bees.
The sweetest one, the smallest one.
We walk in pairs as if lost.
I prefer to walk alone.
The music sways my mood.
A lone crow flying to the heavens.
Is it a sign sent by God?
Or is it just me making another wish.
The mood changes.
'sit beside me'
I take in the lost one.
And give them some music.
It's selfish of me.
All I wanted was them to leave.
I try to hide behind a book.
I thought this feeling was gone.
I am smiling now.
But why does this smile feel fake?
Can I not control my own smile?
I can't look at you the same way that I did before.
He hurt me yes.
And I did love him so.
I treasured it so much.
But when I see him now.
I don't see him with hatred.
As I did before.
The music sways.
Watching the sunset alone.
It feels so serene.
I think I am at peace.
No more hatred.
But then, why am I sad?
The sky begins to sway.
The music gets quieter.
I think I am starting to understand.
Why does this room feel so empty?
When all I can hear are happy voices?
It even makes me smile.
The music is too quiet.
I think it may have even turned off.
I guess it was the last song.
The player already turned off.
The music sways my mood.
In a loud room.
I have turned the music off.
Now the room is empty.
The sound has gone.
And so has the feeling.
The only thing left.
Is my heart.



Poetry by Tori
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Written on 2006-11-05 at 07:54

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