Small Things with Wings

Post date: Jan 27, 2015 6:12:51 PM

A poem by Jala Beasley-Williams

Maybe if you kept your eyes in front of you instead of looking over what could have been, the butterflies that kindly haunt me could have decreased now and then.

All the flutters would be gone, and everything would be alright if only you had noticed the strong look held in my eyes.

But I'm dawned with realizations when I think about it now. We're not meant to be together and all I can wonder is 'How?'

How'd I let myself fall broken by something that's not even love, but a shade in between one of the pigeon and the dove.

All my thoughts and hopes are gone. All our pictures, frames are shattered. Since I couldn't stand to leave you all my memories shred, tattered.

And all you can do is stare past me through my teary, tired eyes and happily chat me up like my sadness is disguised.

But know this one, oh sweet darling, when you're gone my heart won't wander. But if someone would come up then my heart would go a yonder.

And if you're gone, I'm gone, like a rainy sky blue. I'm done wasting my time chasing, I can fly away too.

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