Bittersweet Boat

Standing by the stream
I become an anchor
to a paper boat

Our loves beam
from morning to noon but
you just won’t stay afloat

Fighting against the delicate current
is my hopeless attempt
There is no good and no bad
Only my fruitless obsession

I enjoyed making our promises on note
but now I realize I need to cut the chain
and free myself from our
bittersweet boat

 

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