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mercy
If I could be any part of you, I'd be your tears
Conceived in your heart
Born in your eyes
Live on your cheeks
And die on your lips


Tuesday, September 7, 2010, 10:11 PM
Superfluous

Nowadays, your name no longer sends the electrifying sensation through me.
Seeing you doesn't make me nervous anymore.
Hearing your criticisms about me doesn't make me panic.
One would be too liberal to say this is calm.

The best way to forget is not to forget.
By forgetting we place a conscious effort that makes us recall, in order to forget.
How could we forget after recalling?
When we see no need to forget something, it resides our brains.
If there isn't a force to awaken the memories, they remain in sweet slumber.
Then they won't make their way to the heart and kill my sunflowers.

We must both have been crazy.