Five Months.

Aiight. This has something to do with previous posts, about someone.

It's not yet the fifth month but I realized yesterday how close it was. Three more days from now...

The days draw closer

You heart grows further

Five months later,

I'm still not all that better

Having felt perfection,

All that blossoms is greater expectation

The desire to fill up that emptiness

Creates a deeper hole of loneliness

If being guided to the wrong lane,

Will bring nothing but larger pain,

Then I'll start all over again.

With focus. Not only looking that the right way

Which, in the first place, lead me astray

I didn't know when to go or when to stay

This time, I will look and stare - step by step

Until I get past this - away from misery's depth

Then I shall continue from where I failed

Away from the deep blue,

Away you sailed.

Perhaps it would have been better...

Maybe I don't have to be so bitter...

If I never met you at all

Then I didn't have to fall.