“your tears are just water”
salt
contempt
and distance, falling apart, falling down
falling into oblivion.
your words are just noise
just vibrations
just anger
and instinct, moving away, moving apart
we are moving down two different paths
and I can no longer see you
through the trees, falling, silent to the world, temples of the passage of time which goes unnoticed to the eyes of the living, the moving.
The moving
we are the moving, the manipulated.
we are victims to gravity, falling.
dreams bring us closer, farther, further,
the rain is our tears, the thunder our words.
we fell what stands between us, what marks our distance, oblivion, bars our paths from each other.
the rain is our contempt, the thunder our anger.
Our pain
the trees fall
Do you hear them?