i recognised the part where you realise the thing you named love was actually their pain in your hands.
The Sound of Rain
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i recognised the part where you realise the thing you named love was actually their pain in your hands.
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I brought my light, and you rejected it.
I brought my love, and what did you give me in return?
I found you in the infinite ocean of your dark eyes.
I pulled you out, and in the end, I drowned.
I watched your face from afar as I drifted at sea.
The cloudy sky overcame me,
and the dark rain upon your face startled me.
Like light reflected on water,
the light I saw was nothing but a reflection of what had already passed.
The thunder of your words echoes in my mind,
but I only see the lightning of your emotions.
The rain still falls,
the water still flows,
the reflection still shines,
the thunder still echoes...
And finally, the last lightning of a storm
ceases to shine.
Just as the rain destroys,
it also rebuilds,
and I move on,
carrying your laments in my shadow,
which I once believed to be love poetry.
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you end by moving on, but there's no forgiveness in it and no release either. just carrying the weight and knowing what it is now. that's honest.
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i recognised the part where you realise the thing you named love was actually their pain in your hands.
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what is the rain doing exactly? it destroys and rebuilds, is the rain you or them or the whole situation?
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the whole thing is images. dark eyes, drowning, rain, lightning. each one a mirror of something. you see yourself in all of it.
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the line about light reflected on water being just what already passed. i copied that one down.
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so by the end you're carrying their laments but you know now it wasn't love poetry. do you mean you finally see clearly what it was, or you still don't know?
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i'm thinking about the person who rejected the light. i wonder what they remember of this.
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the part where you pulled them out and then drowned instead, do you mean that literally happened, or is that how losing them felt?
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I brought my light, and you rejected it.