You came to me in morning dream at four o’clock.
I saw lunchtime. You pulled a brown door
and glanced at me, pretending to be looking for
someone. What for? I have been waiting for
you all workday… It was completely lost. It’s true.
You’re my Tears Maker. My feelings for you
do not fade out though all too bad tricks you do.
I know you aren’t indifferent to me too…
Why not just come and hug? What for this stupid fight?
I ask the heaven why your image’s typed
on my frail heart. What for this interminable trial?
Why cannot I forget you, tell me, why?
by Thea Ariss
05.09.2024
I can t forget you
© Copyright: Тея Арис, 2024
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