Transition
I don’t know what to tell from your eyes anymore. Once, they lighted up the world, the most radiant thing for a long while.
I don’t know what to trust anymore. Once, you were a valley of truth. I don’t want your white lies anymore.
“It’s okay,” that’s what you always say, that’s what I always expect from you.
“That’s fine,” I say, because I knew I wouldn’t make a difference anyway.
“I haven’t felt like this for a while,” you fight back your tears.
Neither have I.
Radiance. That’s what you were.
Don’t go. It’s too early.
Don’t go.
But you never listened.
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