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Firefly
If I had to use one word to describe our relationship it would be ‘dim’
Never something
But never nothing
No, we never talked about it like we were each others’ sun
Maybe a flickering star at best
Like a needle in a haystack
It wasn’t apparent to everyone
But at least it was there
A spark in the dark always seems brighter than it is
So when it was snuffed out I went blind for a second
All I had were questions
The answers were right in front of me
But alas, it was too dark to see
So I ran into anything that felt like light
I realize that I hate being a moth
If I could be a firefly instead I think I’d be happier
We’d be happier, not that there is a ‘we’ anymore
A part of me thinks
maybe you’d come flapping back to me
If I could be a firefly
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Guardian Wheeler
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