Ruby - Astari Boedikoentjara
This is why Time Machine is only fiction
You can only look back
to search for what you’ve lacked:
Words you should’ve said…
Don’ get me wrong
I let you do as you blab on
exposing more of you
You don’t know me,
but that’s okay
Like a vehicle with a quarter of petrol in your tank
or the last 50 in your bank account
Like a tired athlete after a marathon,
groaning at another round
Like an endless conversation
A mismatched emotion
A complete opposite to the sun
Free, off the hook for a while
From work that has tied you down
What’s with the blues?
No more sweet smiles
full of toxic and vile
the beauty of your face
a sense of my disgrace
Your once soft, soothing voice
They say falling in love is like this:
You think of them and cannot breathe
A day without them, what you’d rather miss
Love and longing, what you continue to bleed
They say heartache means to suffocate
They say patience is a virtue
and fairy tales aren’t true.
There’s no such thing as ‘love at a first sight.
Such a childish mentality isn’t right.
I know we’ve just met
You said
all the things
you thought you’d meant
Perhaps there’s a guidebook
on how to woo
like a werewolf calling out to the full moon
Ask me not
about the bastard
who’d made this heart
nothing but a toy
my emotions, his sickest joy
What did that elephant ever do to you?
You’re no human,
such a horrible monster(s),
feeding her with a pineapple,
filled with active firecrackers.
I’ve decided to keep my old vow
that I shall never love
anyone like I’ve loved you.
No, please don’t say ‘wow’.
I don’t mean it as a compliment.
There’s still a lot about me, oblivious to you.
How do you know you’re not missed?
Try to walk away and disappear
Who’s going to reach out to you?
Seriously, who?
You’re probably offended