I always thought that you were the strongest person I will
ever meet, but all I have been seeing is a mask.
You are a coward.
You dare venture into countries that you know well enough
have monstrous armies, but then you go into hibernation when the armies come at
you.
You dare furnish your thoughts with dreams unrealized, and
fan that fire, but once the fire is burning, you pour ash all over it.
You are a coward.
You sing ballads to me when we are alone, but in the
presence of merely strangers, people who do not even matter (or so I thought,
but now I know), you behave as if you have only just met me.
But one thing you fail to realize, as much as you keep
me hidden – us hidden - as much as you seem to ‘just-have-met-me’, as much as
you hibernate and pour ash all over that blazing fire, you can never conceal
how you felt, whilst doing all that you did.
You will never erase the imprint I made in your heart, as our
souls connected.
You are a coward.
We might stop talking in future, we might even stop all form
of contact all together, but your eyes, will always betray you, when it comes
to me.
