It seems so crazy how far away you are.
Our time zone differences allows us to paint our world without scars.
You love the way I crave your words of knowledge from afar.
In love with my desire and compassionate nature,
my ability to see reason in every crucial and non crucial danger.
i am a butterfly caught in your net of deception.
Fragile, weak, yet beautifully mysterious with few imperfections.
I am to you what the rain is to April flowers.
I am the change in a beggars stride once they’ve been given unlimited power.
The beauty of the suns rise and the warmth in the snow.
You are the lie that my truth never told.
my minds deepest regret and my soul’s darkest hole.
Unclear yet you’re there.
by mee.. Jasmine