Long time not seen, hum?

i wish I could write a poem.
Another love poem.
As I see couples pass by, I wonder... wonder if I am probably too selfish to ask that wish
I do not really want much right now.
Not you, nor my happiness or anything really.
Just let me write another poem.
Just let me see what is not seen, what my eyes cannot see.
It does hurt. it does hurt when you do realize that your priorities are based on
things
stuff



that might never be true. That is not tangible.
That does not provide you with anything material.
From time to time I do doubt my choices, but I just do not know....
Right now
I just feel like...
I just feel like writing this.
Because it does help.
Because it is beautiful.
For me.
It seems so ironic already.
So damn ironic...
And yet I have all that I need and want.
except your smile.

And I still see people outside.
people and things and..
this is no longer a poem or anything. Just.. just something that I wrote and that I love.
that I cherish.
that I like.

Wonderers wondering... for something.
"A color is missing from my life"
Yeah. Probably. Will I ever find that color again?
kibou.