Onsra: (Serbian; A bittersweet feeling that a love won't last)
I write our story in pencil
Making bold scratches under forever
Not knowing if its fate that i'm convincing
or myself.
We make plans together
you cancel them,
I feign indifference
because fighting will split us apart
or bring us together
And i'm not sure we're ready for either.
But as I lay intertwined in your arms
all issues remain distant
there's you and me
Your lips
my shoulders
Your eyes
my composure
bursting into flames
with every breath we take together.
But truth remains in goodbyes
Because we aren't as subtle as autumnal leaves
that change colors into winter every October
Each time you say goodbye
I don't know if it's forever
Sometimes, hoping it is
Most nights praying it's not
Because as much as we don't want each other,
we need each other.
I need you to fill my art
And you need me to fill your mind.
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