Week 42

Everyone who understood me
On the deepest level
Turned out to be unstable matter.

It's no wonder that I write
Instead of speak directly to you,
You and your brilliant eyes,
I want you to stay
Stay here with me.

Even my words
I am afraid if you see them
The way that they are
When they are naked,
I am afraid that you won't understand
And I want so badly for you to understand
And believe.

For now,
We are happy
And I hope it to stay that way
So I keep these words hidden
And when you discover them one day
Please do not laugh them away.