drifting apart

I met someone hoping to get closer but only found myself distancing from her. When you anticipate a meeting, you make pretty pictures and plans in your head, and then reality will shutter it.

In this poem, I experimented with more liberal rhymes. I usually try to find the perfect rhyme for each line, but here it’s more like what you’ll hear in songs. Words are kinda rhyme but not exactly. It’s liberating and I think it still sounds good.

I am walking with you
So close and yet far
Trying to reach through
Only drifting apart

My feet tangled by grass
I can no longer crawl
Dark abyss grows between us
I make a step and I fall

I’m an empty vessel
For what was filled with hope
In ruins of this castle
You won’t find me anymore

The person who I knew
I feel I lost her
I’m trying to push through…
But what for?