The Psitharism
I tried to love the psitharism,
So sweet and melodic,
That rustling could have swept me away.
Those rustic green leaves
Transfixed my eyes
Captivated my sould
And sucked me into its sweet maple viens.
I float....
Numbed in the tasteful mix of bliss
And ignorance.
Strong sturdy branches kept the flow
And i was invincable
We were invincable.
That soothing psitharism swirled around me,
surrounded me,
Became a part of me.
Taking out everything bad,
And leaving me with an elated high.
Those rustic green leaves soon started to change,
Fading slowly to brown.
The psitharism, once warm and familiar,
Grew alien and cold, nipping my skin.
The leaves fell, one by one
And the psitharism,
as all good things do,
ended abruptly.
I should have known better
Than tto try and love
Something so flighty
and impossible to count on.
I should have known better
than to waste feelings only to be taken
raised up,
and flown away.
I should have known,
that the psitharism,
So lovely and charming,
would leave me,
In a forest of empty trees.
why jessica doesn't do relationships. :evil: :-P