DEAD

It rained all night –

Expected wetness of the unexpected matter

(it had to be so very very different)

I wiped my tears just to be greeted by the even bigger raindrops of misfortune

Birds of feather

Hunting claws

The watchful eyes that never met the stare of one another

I never had someone so fucking near…

But out of reach in indescribable affair of a lifetime

I want to hate you

For being so imperfectly amazing

I want to hate you

For belonging to somebody else

I want to hate you

For always saying words in perfect order

Instead of that…

I change this hating into love.

– Chatty Owl has left the building –