Blues Requiem
Why have the gods cursed us?
Or it was just me?
"Everything you love you'll destroy", they say.
I cannot have a garden,
full of beautiful roses,
for they die as soon as i touch their petals.
I cannot have happiness,
for when i realize what i do to get it,
it flies away in the wind.
I cannot have Her.
Her beauty is so holy,
so fragile, so comforting,
that i wouldn't dare touch it.
Is it possible to love a flower that's in another planet?
Watching her from a telescope?
Words are meaningless now.