As you are

16 November 2019 ~ W. Donovan ~ 2 Comments

Now, when I’m strong
You won’t put your arm around me
you won’t melt all the ice.
But know that I would love you.

We still can’t find each other

13 November 2019 ~ W. Donovan ~ 12 Comments

Constantly

9 November 2019 ~ W. Donovan ~ 4 Comments

It’s tiring
being here
next to them
opposite.
It’s hard
trying to speak
when nobody
really listen.
It’s more likely
to be invisible
when you don’t care
they don’t.
It’s impossible
to care
being there
opposite them.
It’s here
when you are
on my mind
constantly.

The thought

19 October 20194 May 2020 ~ W. Donovan ~ 9 Comments

I want to remember your smile
when you looked at me
it’s all I have.
It doesn’t matter if
I imagined you or not.
I don’t need many people
don’t need many talks
You were the only one
I could’ve been with.
It doesn’t matter if
I wanted that or not.
You haven’t left me anything
but speculation.
It drives me crazy
the thought about you.
That I won’t
speak to you anymore.
That we won’t
meet again
the universe between us.
That I won’t
tell you all the things
I wanted to tell you.
Can’t stop thinking
about ‘what if’
Can’t stop crying
on what I could’ve had
Can’t stop imagining
us.

Seconds

14 September 201914 September 2019 ~ W. Donovan ~ 7 Comments

What was all this for?

a few happy seconds
in a day full of suffering.

it is as it is.

Life is just life

I want to feel it.

I don’t want to see
only images in my head.
I want to feel
what you feel
Feel it on my skin.
Tell me until I believe.

And what was all this for?

Leave

12 June 201910 July 2019 ~ W. Donovan ~ 6 Comments

You’re trying to encourage me
but that’s all nonsense
treacherous leeches
in crystal clear water
Don’t try to do anything
to speak, to think
I’m telling you I have nothing
nothing to remember, believe me.

All you wanted

29 May 201931 May 2019 ~ W. Donovan ~ 13 Comments

I pulled my hand out of your grip
moved to the edge of the bed
turned away from you
hid under a shell of stone
You’ve done everything you could
Now I can only beg for another night

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Never again

22 May 201922 May 2019 ~ W. Donovan ~ 10 Comments

If you think you’ll stop me
from leaving the house
you’re so wrong.
Know that this is the end
I won’t hide anymore
I won’t immerse myself in sadness.
You won’t stand on my way
to happiness and fulfillment.
I’m sorry, but you’ve lost.

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letters: Father

20 March 20194 May 2019 ~ W. Donovan ~ Leave a comment

You’ve never been in my life, so don’t expect me to suddenly want you to be here.
Tell me again what you are for me, and I’ll open this book in which there’s no word about you.
Forgive me, but I don’t feel that I’m losing something.
© W. Donovan