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.