OUR BROKEN WINGS
Oh my love...
Have you seen the wound on my back?
Lost as if swallowed by the earth.
The missing wings is now leaving a scar on my back.
But wait a minute!
I see that your back is also hurt..
The same wound as mine. Is your wings gone?
It seems so
Ahh... you whispered me through the cold of the wind of the night.
That it's true ... that it also happened to you.
Oh my darling..
How could that happened to you too?
I thought you looked fine after our the parting the other day.
Did it means that you also hurt?
Did you also lost your wings?
Should not you be happy with us parting the other day?
Is not that what you expected? Is not that what you wanted?
Oh my love..
Not a bit I think about us parting the other day.
Not a bit I feel betrayed by your attitude the other day.
You left me alone for no reason.
You choose not to be with me without any slight signs.
And I have just realized that after you ignored me a few months before, that it is a sign that you chose her.
How stupid I am.
Oh my love..
I saw yesterday that you were so happy.
You are joking around with your friends.
I saw yesterday that you have found my successor.
I saw yesterday that you made fragments of love poems for the veiled woman.
Then .. why are your wings gone?
Is it that our wing that you intentionally broke and tear to be replaced by a new wing?
Does that mean you have thrown ed both of our wings?
Ah ... I am wounded here.
Blood flowed swiftly inside and outside my body.
Shattered without anything left when you break and tore the wings.
I thought your wings are mine that you will keep forever.
It turns out not.
So easy for you to turn away.
So easy for you to dispose of all our dreams.
But that's fine..
I see at the other end .. the place where the dawn sets, there is a speck of light.
My days might will still be dark, still be dark.
But I am sure that after the setting of the dawn.
He will shine again, for whoever, with whoever.
Let my sky be dark now.
Let my wound be unhealed now.
Let the dawn light back my day and heal this wound.
But there is one question in my heart.
The question that I have not yet found the answer to date.
In the past .. my wings are white.
But I do not know... after all this, when will my wings grow again, will it keep growing in white or will it change?
Change into solid black color?
Or will it remain white but will look red because it is covered with blood?
Until maybe someday, somebody will wash the wing to turn it white again.
And maybe, I will not be able to find the answer now.
Not until later, when the owner of life answer all.
And maybe, that too will cure all of this.
I just hope that my white wings will grow back with the same color, as when I was created.
Wings that have been broke..., will it possible to grow it back?
What hope should I hold?
What dream should I continue?
If the wings were able to grow back on their own,
I would like to return flying without pain and longing.
Because this is very agonizing.
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