Searching for a warmth we hope we can share as we find it
But as we keep walking through the storm and darkness of the night,
The night grows colder
And soon, we realise
Holding hands only slow us down
While the storm knows no compromise up there
It even shall kill us without mercy
So I should let your hands slip away from mine.
We keep walking together in the middle of this cold, stormy night,
Side-by-side
Looking for the warmth
With our own step
Mine and yours
But sadly not "ours"
August 18,2009
-lariza oky adisty-
this is probably my best sad poem I've ever written. Funnily, this poem is inspired by someone else's love story. This person's desperation (who is happen to appear on my facebook's friendslist) inspired me to write this, and there goes...