in my dreams

we fly away from all the pain and schoolbelt bridges (sic)

... and i can see you smile all day...

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My little Sailorette

I want to tell her so much, yet it wouldn't make no difference, for she has sailed away; my little Sailorette has moved to another port, and alas here my infertile land stays, waiting for the tide to come back; and the wait bitters my spirit to oblivion, and I enjoy the sickness unto to me, for I feed on it, and my resignation has crushed my spirit and I dwell upon it, and drink the putrid drink one more time until my lungs are soaked in it, I can't but punish myself for it's the only thing I can do.

And so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, until the I am drown by the tide again.

Her Oblivious Love: 12

I wake up.
He's asleep.
Who knows what he dreams...

"I can only hope he dreams about me.
I will blindly hope my love will fix him.
Make him capable of love again.
Make him human again.

I can only hope,
that once he's human again,
he'll love me back.

Dear,
I'm unable to give life,
my body is sterile.
I'll never feel the morning sickness,
I'll never rejoice of the movement within,
I'll never experience the pain of childbirth.

I'm unable to give life,
to a new human.

But if I can fix you,
if I can make you love again,
then I can give you back your life.

The Sorrow & The Joy,
all these feelings you give me.
These are my trials,
my morning sickness, my pain, my life.

My life is yours,
My beloved...
Live.
Live.
Live once again.

Allow me to give you my life.
Let me play the mother for this once.
Just before my life fades,
Let me love you."