Was this rain ever peaceful?
I want to remember this time.
The laughter of youth
And the vagueness of growth.

These aspirations
Now gone,
Several years by now,
Leave me in a confused remission.
Why can't these memories be relieved?
Why can't I dry my tears
As well as yours?

I feel dissatisfied with my disposition.
I hear your screams, but turn away...
Who have I become?

Ah, how I wish to write about this.
I long for this desperate sheet
Of torn and useless paper.
How I've been wishing for this lust
To end in such a beautiful tryst.

Yet, these days
Rendered unusually cold
Refuse to end
And my past has faded.
"Lucky," you say?
How unfortunate it would be
To remember these fallacies
And to disregard these emotions...
I applaud your imprudence.

To what I was repeating
In many poems past,
I see these pictures
Posted along my mind.
I see them burn
In fast forward, I suppose,
Only to destroy what
I wish to remember
And that of which I
Never even understood.
 
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